by Mariah Rackliff
There is a battle in my head.
Daily filling me with dread.
I hear a voice say, “Let me in!”
“No!” Says another. “I win!”
“I’m depression, I think I’ll stay.
How long the visit? I can’t say.”
“Come closer dear, now just lie down.”
I oblige, with a small frown.
Days pass, many hours in bed.
“Come dance with your bottled meds!”
“There are guns in the cabinet dear!
Find the ammo; no more tears.”
The promises you say are sweet,
But wait! I have someone to meet!
“Did you miss me? Come take a ride!
No railings needed on my slide!”
Mania! You’ve returned to me!
From depression, I am free!
“Let’s do something dangerous.
You know I am contagious!”
“Have sex, do a line, take a drink!
There is no time to stop and think!”
I cannot play your game today,
I fear depression’s on his way.
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