Depression- poem 5 of 10 in 'Letters of Affliction'

Ghost of my former self.
A life lost in abyss.
So inadequate,
I speak only of the past.

Apathy emanated,
The weight of an unborn soul.
Loss of something not found,
Blinded me to grace.

Paralyzed emotions,
Embedded in a loathing carcass.
Anesthetized to existence.
Mind and spirit slumbered.

Spirt burdened by absence.
Devoid of yearning.
Callously stiff,
I am relinquished to question.

Why me?
When will it end?
How do I move on?
What is next?


Depression