I would catch myself
Sometimes you don’t catch yourself
Feeling so complete
My feelings are out there
Confirming themselves on paper

My hand shakes, so tight
Reflecting, remembering
It tries to work
To bring back
Memory
It’s hard, I feel crazy
I’m letting myself

I asked my doctor
Do I have?  What is the name?
He said: depression
Why am I up and down?
Depression Depression Depression

In the past
I could really speak
Have an intelligent conversation
Now, my words sound muffled to me
I am lost
How long will it last?
This sorrow so great
And who can I talk to?
Alone in a crowded room
I’m not the person I once was
And yet, I’m still here
I’m still breathing and I don’t know why
I’m proud of my kids and I love them
They were wanted and I have them
And I will be their mom and love them and be strong
At their weakest moment I will carry them
And at my weakest moment, they carry me.