Rambling Out Loud

This didn't go the way I thought it would.  I started this poem with a different goal in mind, but it ended up here.  It's a compilation of things people say to me in my depression before they walk away.  Eventually, most people do walk away.  Depression drains the victim, their family, and their friends.  It sucks for everyone.  Frustration Pray some more Try this pill Find your joy Must be God’s will Pick yourself up Just push through Make it happen It’s all on you Take a class Make a friend Distract yourself And it will end Fake a smile We all get sad Snap out of it Or I’ll get mad It never stops I can’t get through No matter what I say to you I have no words I see no end And so I walk away My friend

An average day in an average place With an average wife and an average face An average house and an average car With an average wish on an average star An average job and an average wage An average life in an average cage An average school for an average goal An average depth to an average soul An average hope and an average plan An average day for an average man An average talent An average brain An average breath An average pain An average fear An average rage An average life in an average cage.