Resigned Poem by Paula Puddephatt

Poetic inspiration glistening
On the horizon of a troubled mind -
She shuts it out. She is not listening.
In her state of depression, she's resigned

To being uninspired. Darkness descends.
She doesn't want to pretend there is hope
When there is none. She doesn't trust her friends -
And family is worse. She cannot cope

And just can't see a future anymore.
Each day is a fresh battle to survive
And she knows that she'll never win the war.
She's lost her motivation and sex drive.

Her monthly hemorrhage is nearly due.
She wishes for an early menopause.
Sure, she'd have loved a baby - women do -
But God is good at small-print, and a clause

Was slipped into her contract from the start.
The NHS just watch her fall apart.