Depression is a washout lens,
Infusing hues with grey.
It dulls the best sensations
And enshrouds the brightest day ...
‘We'd like to thank you, one and all,
For coming on this trip;
But, sadly, owing to this squall,
Your crew’s abandoned ship ...
As ghostly as a graveyard
In the murky depths of night,
His eyes are like extinguished fires,
Long gone the gift of light ...
Blue Monday is here, the media says:
A day of despondence and gloom.
But really it’s only a marketing ploy
To get us to spend and consume ...
A tyrant Saudi king dies
And we fly the flags half-mast,
Despite their human rights abuses,
Now and recent past ...
You only see me on good days.
On bad days I suffer alone.
When feeling half-dead,
I curl up in my bed
And I hide from the world on my own ...