to the curb (where you'll be waiting until i come around again)
based on a past journal entry
dear depression,
as long as I live
i'll never be rid of you
no matter how many times
i kick you out of my car
--sometimes i slow down
dropping you off
like a passenger
sometimes i shove you out
and watch you roll on the pavement
in my review mirror
either way
i think i am rid of you
but then i pass by
and you are there
sitting on the curb
drenched from the downpour
waiting how ever long it takes
for me to return
did you take lessons from the silver screen
we're the worse case
of toxic coupling
yet you are more loyal to me
then those i thought
would be here forever
but unlike a bad boyfriend
i can't drop you
so i learn to accept all of you
the negative talk
the constant interfering
the anchor hold you have on me
but you must also accept all of me
the fingers in my ears
singing la-de-la
the constant bypassing you
like the obstacle course you are
the dragging you around
because life doesn't wait for the great days
the constant kicking you to the curb
where you'll be waiting
until i come around again
***
Word Count: 200 words
Author's Note: I originally had the idea of writing a letter to depression or more the idea of not allowing it to stop me from living and enjoying life for the "I Resign From..." Challenge, but it did not flow the way I wanted it to until I wrote it as a poem.
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This is great Alexandria- the metaphor of depression as an unwanted passenger in the car is funny but also works well, and you tackle a serious and personal issue carefully. "the dragging you around because life doesn't wait for the great days" - I really liked this line as I think it's such an important one to remember. Sometimes it's just getting out and doing any small thing😊
Pretty interesting metaphor for depression. I think where mine is? I sink it in creativity pool. So, it does not brother me.
Brilliant work Alexandria! Very inspiring!🌸
This perfectly reflects my relationship with the Big Sad! Every time I think I’ve kicked it to the curb it’s still just waiting for me when I roll back around
I relate very much to needing to write poetry for the ideas I had for the I resign challenge. It just aligned better