repression=depression

 
depression is a scavenger  
rummaging through my repressed emotions
flinging them here and there
they fly to the front of my thoughts in utter disarray  
all out of order and confusing  
then they each take a seat on my chest
crushing me with the weight of feeling until I can't take breath
 
it's overwhelming when repressed emotions come at me
first there's anger...I think at least I'm feeling something
he steps aside and sadness is there
I'm shaken but I can deal with her
when she has been addressed I see the root of things
helplessness and vulnerability two orphaned children stand there
this is where I crack and begin to crumble
I have no way of dealing with them
my bereft feelings forlorn in their truth stare at me accusingly
 
then depression comes back in and collects them to my dismay
its feasted off my fear he's finished for now
slowly he recedes back into the shadows of my soul
where it stirs turmoil within me  
until it festers once again into pain I can't ignore