LIVING WITH DEPRESSION

LIVING WITH DEPRESSION

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I‘d been living with Depression

and Anxiety for far too long,

and they were the Worst Flat-Mates in the World.

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Depression hadn’t got the energy to go out

or do the dishes, so they put him on a pension.

Now he slumps on the couch all day,

binge watching Video-Valium,

the ash-trays over-flowing,

the tea-cups tottering in unsteady towers,

Babels of unspoken despair.

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Shaky Anxiety kept me awake all night,

like that third cup of coffee, a total Insomniac,

spilling sugar on the kitchen bench

at midnight, prone to panic attacks

& palpitations,

dizzy spells & fits of nerves,

trembling like a Chihuahua

every time the phone rings.

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My Life was falling to bits

living with those two losers,

so I asked my old love Anger to move back in

and help me throw them out.

Indeed, my pathetic flatmates moved out quickly

after that, loping off into the night like Hyena’s,

snarling back over their shoulders.

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You’d think I’d be happy then but no,

Anger keeps getting me into fights

and slapped with restraining orders and DVO’s

and now the neighbours won’t

talk to me anymore either.

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Next time, I’ve decided,

I’m just going to get a place by myself.

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The Reverend Hellfire is a practised Performance Poet, President of the Kurilpa Institute of Creativity Inc., and an ordained minister of the Church of Spiritual Humanism.

Ain’t misbehavin’.

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~ by reverendhellfire on June 10, 2018.