Depression Rekindled

Short poem

My head is starting to spin

I’m feeling the pain

Reliving the drain

It’s put a strain

On friendships, which have changed

I can’t draw, read, or write

There’s no reason for flight

I’ve very little might

My grasp has no grip

I’ll just continue to slip

Author's Note

Letting out some sour feelings I've had lately.

Reviews

[Tazeen Ahmed]

honestly captured feelings...
I could relate well-
"My grasp has no grip
I’ll just continue to slip"
beautifully penned!

[Neal S]

I'm friends with this feeling.... That spiraling down feeling... I really feel this piece.... Nice work!