Melancholy Blue

WriteBeLight

What makes a mind,

Go so deep inside?

Once outgoing, happy,

Now in thought, it hides.

 

Maybe it’s chemical,

Just metabolism.

Shock to a person’s,

Body system.

 

Taken down by illness,

High temperature ensues,

Well again, but laden,

Melancholy and blue.

 

In some it occurs,

Like a flip of a switch.

Happens over time,

Then, succumb to it.

 

Some make a choice,

Move on, decide.

Others struggle,

Feelings never subside.

 

The mystery of that state,

Just up, left, and went,

To a deep dark place,

Forever despondent.

  • Author: WriteBeLight (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 6th, 2017 06:29
  • Comment from author about the poem: My heart goes out to those in the world that are struggling to get up and face each day.
  • Category: Reflection
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Comments6

  • willyweed

    yes it is sad when one is tangled up in blue? there is joy to be had but you have to be willing to open your eyes to it! nice write WBL on a sad subject! good work as per usual! ww

    • WriteBeLight

      Love that song WW! Thanks for the comment. 🙂

    • Fay Slimm.

      I agree with the comment you left and the words in the poem which sum up the tasks of facing each day in despondence - a thought provoking read.

      • WriteBeLight

        I am fortunate that I wake up eager to face each day. I can relate to those who are struggling, however. Thanks so much Fay.

      • Tony36

        Well written and expressed Great write

      • Michael Edwards

        I have known those who suffer from deepest blue - this really sums it up. Like WBL I wake up each day in optimism having looked in the mirror and thought 'Yup I'm still here'

        • WriteBeLight

          Love that point of view Michael. I appreciate the input 🙂

        • Goldfinch60

          Very good caring write.

          • WriteBeLight

            Thank you so very much Goldfinch!

          • Augustus

            Especially if you have ever traveled To 3rd world countries. It's like eyes glazed over. Here in USA you can always dream. But the flip side of that is that switch you mentioned that when flipped turns some into walking zombies. You described it well.

            • WriteBeLight

              Thanks Augustus. It is amazing to me when I see someone I had known years ago and the change that has taken place. Breaks my heart. Thanks for commenting. We are so fortunate here in the USA. I agree!



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