Sometimes, I get depressed — for no good reason at all. Yeah, I could come up with tons of reasons, but really, how lame is that. I think it would be more fun to blame something absurd, like cottage cheese.

Maybe because tomorrow is Monday. Yeah, that’s it. Want some depressed people poetry? Here ya go.

It’s over before the end,
just lingering on like the dim yellow of a failing torch.
The sun will break the dawn,
but it brings only empty beginnings, fruitless starts.

The only longing is for the past,
a fleeting desire, capped in a fetal ball of truth.
Joy has been no stranger,
but time lingers only for a taste.

What of the new day dawning?
Doesn’t the sun warm the cockles of joy once again?
But no, like the teasing gleam of winter brightness,
There is no heat. No passion. Only the biting cold.

It’s already over, and the end isn’t even in sight.
Is that a victory? Is this the retirement of pleasure?
Where do smiles go when they die?
Are they still happy?

…told you it was depressing. And not even good, which makes it more depressing.

[Shawn exits stage left, continuing his teenage girl like angst against the world]

UPDATE: This will make you laugh, thanks for the link Kate Baker. 🙂

6 thoughts on “Depressed”

  1. Chocolate. I recommend chocolate.

    Get a bar of really good chocolate. Break of one square. Put the rest of the bar away. Bite of par of the chocolate square, Charlie Bucket fashion. Allow the chocolate to melt in your mouth.

    Continue until entire square is eaten.

    Follow by small glass of good whiskey.

    Or, you could just be coming down with the flu. The early symptoms of the flu or a cold can mimic depression. So maybe you’re lucky and it’s just the flu!!!!!

    Well…. maybe not.

    And that video? OMGWTFBBQ?!

  2. Hi. I understand you’re depressed. How would you like to proceed?

    [a] Go Goth: Dress in black and lace, spike your hair. Embrace the darkness and let everyone know.
    [b] Medicate: Take your pill of choice. You will no longer be depressed but you may experience itching, fever, insomnia, flatulence, or dead hands. On the plus side you will not care.
    [c] Wallow in it: Stay in bed, don’t eat, don’t sleep or shave. Let the darkness consume you.
    [d] Suck it up: Quit yer whinin and go do something.

  3. “Do you not know?
    Have you not heard?
    The LORD is the everlasting God,
    the Creator of the ends of the earth.
    He will not grow tired or weary,
    and his understanding no one can fathom.

    He gives strength to the weary
    and increases the power of the weak.

    Even youths grow tired and weary,
    and young men stumble and fall;

    but those who hope in the LORD
    will renew their strength.
    They will soar on wings like eagles;
    they will run and not grow weary,
    they will walk and not be faint.” Isaiah 40:28-31

    “You will keep in perfect peace
    him whose mind is steadfast,
    because he trusts in you.” Isaiah 26:3

    “Hear, O Israel: The LORD our God, the LORD is one. Love the LORD your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength. These commandments that I give you today are to be upon your hearts.” Deuteronomy 6:4-6

  4. Russ:

    a) That actually might be fun enough to shake off the funk. I could be a happy goth then… And they couldn’t complain, because it wouldn’t be conformist of me to do so. 🙂

    b) If there was a pill that gave you dead hands and flatulence, I might take it anyway.

    c) So basically, you’re saying have a Saturday?

    d) Well, yeah. That’s really the only option. Although, fart pills still sound fun…


    Yeah, I’m fine now. ;o)


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