Wow!
I had to stop and take an extra Prozac!
Depression is a common experience I believe.
Your first stanza captures one of the feelings of depression,,,,,, useless arms,,,,,, feeling dead, immobile, useless in a very alive body,,,, the whole inertia depression can blanket you with.
Didn't relate to the second stanza,,,,,, I'm a novice at reading poetry,,,, bear with me,,,,, An empty mind/fear/blindness,,,,, when I'm depressed,,,,,,,, my mind is full of anger not fear,,,,, anger over the injustice of life,,,,,, instead of blindness,,,, it's the big picture that is killing me,,,,, the all seeing, all feeling,,,,, all knowing,,,,,,, and the sense of feeling hopeless with my useless arms to change anything,,,,,,,,
If you get a moment look up a poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning,,,,,,, I can't remember its title something like "Victory"
I remember some of the words poorly but here goes,,,,,
"Success is counted sweetest by those who never succeed.
To comprehend a necter requires sorest need.
No one can count the cost of Victory half so well as as he
who lies defeated dying and hears the strains of victory crying." ( or something like that?)
It refers to a soldier, who gives his life in battle,,,,,,, knowing his side has won,,,,,,, he gave all, but as he dies he reflects on the cost of victory,,,,,, why I'm bringing this up,,,, I guess is that you captured some of the feelings folks have when they are depressed/defeated/dying,,,,,, No hope, uselessness, and no future/ knowing, hearing victory is there somewhere just beyond a grasp,,, but understood,,,,, this works,,,,,,,
I think only people who have been there (depressed) can fully relate to this poem,,,,,,, or understand the cost of depression or of victory over it,,,,,,,, Keep writing,,,,,, dark stuff is OK for us who know dark and light, Gemdog |
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