Thursday, October 4, 2007

Ebb and Tide

It slowly rises like a specter -
I feel myself drowning in its murky grey dense aura.
Tears fall inexplicably
Irritation erupts.
Depression is like the ebb and tide of the ocean.
Tumultuous.
Placid.
Angry.
Serene.
I can't concentrate.
Too depressed to pray or meditate.
Hopelessness reigns.
I curse the lack of serotonin in my brain that causes this demon to show its face to me.



Carmen

1 comment:

Carleen Brice said...

Very brave site! Meds have really helped me with serotonin. I pray for your healing, as well.

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