Depression
I took on world politicsman's inhumanity to man,
social injustice,
addiction to fast food.
Too much sugar and salt
in our diets,
glaciers melting
seas rising
deserts eroding
and I internalised it all,
took it all on me,
I found a fault line
and it was me.
Me, and me alone,
I was the curse,
it jaundiced me
and with yellow eye
I viewed through
one of those optical lens'
retrograde kaleidoscopes
and my heart beat faster
and the veins
seemed stuck with
black glue
Depression
Don't let it be you
Poetry by Elle
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Written on 2019-10-05 at 18:39
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