Poem -

Dire Pressure 2

Dire Pressure 2

Depression comes in many forms 

who feels it knows its woes

in a world of pressured expectations 

its easy to flop and drop off

when failing to rise to predicted heights 

wether rich man beggar man poor man thief

all feel disappointment beyond belief 

all bear the grief

some deal with downers instantly nipping

it in the bud before it flowers uncontrolled

self assessment till minds in the right role

There are those far gone 

some say cuckoo others say nuts 

read the signs seek professional help

their dwelling in the ruts

others know not shame and keep coming back 

for more pain till in the end common sense is their refrain

however there's those who wallow in sorrow 

stuck in a pool of muck seemingly no hope or rope 

can pull them out of this quagmire 

they are sucked in up to the neck in deed

A chain of humanity family friends and neighbours 

is what they need

to talk a smile walk a mile to chase away the blues  from turning harmfully red hues

their situation is different from ours

some are tilted by paranoia 

some are wilted by schizophrenia

some are jilted by split personality 

their world is not in tune with ours

In our world we walk with faculties 

discerning right from wrong

left from right up from down and so on

our world is neither heaven or hell 

it is what we make of it 

with moderate balance we trod this earthly plane.

they walk in a world of dark spaces

where chaos RIEGNS unforgivingly

no writs no rules anything goes

under atmospheric pressure

a cloud of depression 

raining torment on the brain

disturbing equilibrium time and time again

theirs is a stage of hell going down 

melancholy has warped them to a dimension 

where discordant sounds get mention

playing antagonising beats in their head space 

making their behaviour out of kilter 

with the world that we live in.

Care can bridge the gap between their world 

and ours offering a life boat to guide them 

over troubled waters to a grounding 

we being the shepherds can keep their wolves at bay 

with the staff of unconditional compassion empathy selflessness

a love that conquers all

leading them to the green pasture of settlement in our world. 

we are all susceptible to walk in depression

IT'S AN ILL TO KILL THE WILL 

DESPITE TABLET DESPITE PILL 

IF YOU KNOW SOME ONE SUFFERING 

extend your staff of caring they need to relate

before ITS much TO LATE….

 

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