The Black Hound

JonnieWall on Aug 16, 2009

Depression.

I woke up this morning with a frown on my face

What am I doing here why am I still in this place

The sun is out yet I feel dark inside

Good morning world was my first lie

My emotions are black I can’t find the light

It’s hard to see the good, happiness is nowhere in sight

The only thing that has changed is the thoughts in my head

I really have no reason to complain or even dread

How long will this round of depression last

Will those I love stay by me like so many times in the past

If I could tell you what brought this on I would

I’d change, I would be happy if only I could

Once again the black hound has buried its’ teeth into my soul

Its’ time I start fighting back depression is taking it’s toll

Why does this happen is a question I have asked for years

Why does the hound stalk me and take pleasure in my fears

I am a lover of life I look for joy in everyday

The black hound has the ability to take that all away

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ashan1614 on Aug 16, 2009
I do hope you regain your joy. Put your foot on that black hound’s neck and say “NO MORE!”
sandie on Aug 16, 2009
I know how it feels to have depression, if you get it on a regular basis you need medication from your doctor, dont take too many as you can depend on them. I got really bad where i had to have them and in a week i was fine.
Joie Schmidt on Aug 16, 2009
Unique work.

Blessings.

Sincerely,

-Liane Schmidt.
Johanny Lisbeth on Aug 16, 2009
wow jonniewall wow!!!! You know this happens to me everyday. Great write by the way.
ladybaby on Aug 16, 2009
Sad poem but beautifully written. Hang in there, the old black hound won;t take you down. Your spirit is to strong for him. Sing yourself a song. Music is always good for the soul.

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