Depression is a parasite <br />Which eats away your consciousness <br />Your knowledge can be erudite <br />Yet the despair pit is bottomless <br /> <br />Ignores your own prestige or wealth <br />Stalks rich and poor impartially <br />While questioning your mental health <br />Which fuels the cruel despondency <br /> <br />It haunts the living both young and old <br />Its gloom pervades not only friends <br />It kills when it is uncontrolled <br />A cancer to the bitter end <br /> <br />There is no cure by alcohol <br />Though try we might for that impasse <br />Our life’s court is judgemental <br />We’re charged guilty, as one, en masse <br /> <br />If you’ve not suffered from this disease <br />We tell you without disrespect <br />Please save us from your ‘expertise’ <br />Accept the cause of self neglect <br /> <br />So we strive for life’s great cure <br />And we might think our cause sublime <br />But one things absolutely sure <br />The hand which trumps ‘the blues’ is time<br /><br />Stephen Holland<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/depression-205/
