Rainy Saturday Blues (a poem about depression )

Blue Dawn

I must make a confession about crippling depression,

Cause today I have the blues.

It requires a concession of time for regression,

And dark days enveloping all views.

There is no progression in a working profession,

Cause clouds leave me missing all news.

I start the procession of blue notes in session,

And all melodies tend to be blues.


Filed under Paffooney, pessimism, poem, Uncategorized

2 responses to “Rainy Saturday Blues (a poem about depression )

  1. A necessary digression to convey an expression,
    Of gratitude to you and a hope.
    That your poetic elocution can find a solution,
    That will pick you up from your mope.

    Best wishes my talented friend. Keith

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