More Than The Blues Poem by Robert Johnston

You once felt on top of your game,
but now, nothing seems to be going right.
It's as if your energy has gone away-
and now that's it's gone, it's no more.
No more happiness, no more hope for you.

It's more than the blues
that you are feeling.

You cannot rouse yourself from your bed,
preferring to stay indoors and never stray.
Your dreams are shot, your friends no more,
and everything is now enveloped in grey.
The fog is so thick, you can slice it.

It's more than the blues
that you are feeling.

You try every remedy that you can find...
booze, pills, smokes, food, weed, sex-
but nothing you can obtain will see you
through this Hell On Earth you are in.
It's as if you are now in Tartarus.

It's more than the blues
that you are feeling.

And now, you stand upon the Coronado Bridge.
You have a choice to make here- only one.
Do you seek relief in the chilly waters below,
or can you pull yourself away from the edge
and get the help that you so really need?

For it's more than the blues
that you are feeling...
major depression is claiming you.