Jonathan Goldman a.k.a JGthepoet (16 December 1943 / Nottingham)
HE's blanked my Mind yet again,
Why cannot I find the words?
Has Depression taken hold once more,
With no Willpower to knock it to the floor?
I am depressed, I admit it now,
Writing poetry usually lifts my spirits,
But problems imminent there are,
And without answers my heart aint in it.
Will I be made homeless within days?
Or will it take weeks, or when? I say,
My future's in another's hands,
Should I cry, or should I pray?
My cable-tow is running out,
The noose slips around my neck,
For dismal lies the days ahead,
Is it safe to get out of bed?
This poem is difficult to write,
The gloom cloud hangs above,
If I could only find the strength,
To give my depression a great big shove.
Copyright (c) Jonathan Goldman [JGthepoet] - 2 January 2006
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