Depression Poem by Priti Pauline

Depression
Suppression
Keep it down
Breathe like a clown
Always a smile never a frown
Always and Never
Are not so clever
When one tries to sever
Sever the past
From today at last
But tenacious is its venom
With Mothers lingering perfume
That came into the womb
And planted this seed of doom
So 40 years on we'll resume
Yet again, struck by gloom
In deepest Winter after a dull autumn
This child without it's mum
Caught in an untidy sum
A palace disguised as a slum
Where no one will come
Come to greet
Depressions weep
Into my flesh tears seep
Where suppression will keep
Keep ‘til it explodes
And reveals the untold…
Untold grief
The clown shakes in disbelief
And has forgotten how to weep
Depression still creeps
Creeps out of my soul
Having paid the toll
Life begins with this simple goal
The moment we lose control
Lay still, become whole
Break the mould
For a new life to unfold
Now IS the time to be cold
Release the past with all its hold
Hold on to insanity
‘Cause in the final analogy
With all its tragedy
Life's a comedy
And therein lies the only remedy!