Undercover Depression (Rev.) Poem by Margaret Alice
Undercover Depression (Rev.)
9 October 2008
suffering undercover depression
hiding negative feelings
attempts at joie de vivre
failing hideously, talking
around and away from
the overwhelming distress
packing Swiss Mission
documents separately creates
a terrible mess, can’t track
and match translations
to original texts
can’t fix the problem
feeling fear growing
fleeing is moral cowardice
how to tackle the problem tomorrow
desperately seeking solutions
worry killing concentration
can’t read, can’t write
can’t watch TV – inner
disturbance worsening, worried
feeling guilty, admit to
false cheerfulness failing
accepting defeat
of escapist mechanisms
sublimation by making
my heroine suffer a nervous
breakdown – can’t revive her again
don’t want to lose my protagonist
reviving her requires resolving
my own problem
complete missing and mixed-up
Swiss Mission documents
turn off the light with a sigh
still haven’t conquered my
unwillingness
to fix a mess…
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4/23/2024 9:47:30 AM # 1.0.0.1119
WOW! I mean this is very profound Margaret. Even tho it looks like you have this all jumbled up in thought, the poem makes a lot of sense. When we are pressured for any reason we seemingly lose the ability to cope with even the smallest of tasks. Thes verses are undercover depression personified. I give you a big 10 for this, because you have said what a lot of people can't. Thank you for sharing. Hugs, Barbara