Poem by Wendye Savage

I fought Depression

Like a bandit in the night;

He tried to rob me of my joy

Tried to rob me of my life.

One thing’s for certain

My mind was dark and full of gloom;

I thought, doesn’t anyone see

That I’m heading for doom?

Overwhelmed

And so frightened, you see;

Could not figure out

Why such sadness covered me.

Something’s not right

That’s what I told myself;

So I set out one day

To go and get this girl some help.

Depression is a part of life

Though unwelcome, so true;

But don’t be afraid to call out

If you think it’s got the best of you.