My Sadness

My Sadness
                                                                                                  My Sadness is a poem about depression


Why do I feel like I am falling under the spell of depression,

I do not think I am due for confession,

It may be from this constant self reflection.

Why is my life filled with so many sorrows and regrets,

I bet God refuses to let me forget.

My memories are like parasites on my soul,

Which is always taking a continuous toll.

As I walk down this dark lonely path,

I am forced to do the math.

Either crawl in a corner with a bottle and mope,

Or start to climb this emotional slope.

The odds against me are great,

But a better self defense I am forced to create.

So stand beside me during this monumental task,

And just maybe I will be a able to remove this depressing mask.

My Sadness

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The Funeral 1/12/2020

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Why do we go to the funeral when people die,
Is it that we find comfort in holding hands with people while we cry.
We wipe our eyes and sniffle with a sigh,
Because you will never be able to say goodbye.
They speak with clarity and try to be fair,
But to tell the truth they would never dare.
While standing there rubbing your hands through your ever thinning hair,
You realize one day you also will be there.
So we celebrate their life without despair,
Until it’s our turn to be laying ever so peacefully up there.