Sara Stowell - Depression

Grievous fetters bind the feet
Ponderous stones oppress the heart
Deprived- without sensation
No virtue to impart.

Despondent skies above;
Stalwart shades of gray
Begrudging every night-
Despising every day.

Mirror cloaked in shadow;
Disemboweled soul
Reflection of hypocrisy-
No worth to extol.

Sorrow prepossessed;
Bereavement—one’s own obsession.
Entombed in the abyss
Disillusioned by depression.

© S.E.S

Sara Stowell

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