poems about depression

The Feast of Gloom

The Feast of Gloom 

Break the moon in half

rip down the stars

dine with me in this

half lit gloom


Let’s drink to dejection,

bottoms up,


relax in the ambiance

 of hopelessness


be entertained by

the Wails of Misery


let’s hunt

the creature of Gloom

stalk it

chase it

corner it

kill it


Eat up

gorge my friend


let the juices of hope

trickle down our cheeks

SWIPE them away


slurp up sorrow

ahhh sweet sweet despair

snack on despondency





for desert

our favorite bits

lick up

Pity Me

have a bite of

Poor Me

gulp down

Why me

Me, Me and Me