| Depression Within my mind there lives a ravening beast Waiting, watching, ever vigilant For the second that the fragile leash Made of pills and therapy Will slip, allowing it to reach past Those scant inches that separate my mind From it’s great, slavering maw Devouring my sanity, never to be found again And while I struggle to stay out of it’s reach A frantic dance of dodge and dive Those who have no beast of their own Sneer and say, Just snap out of it.” |