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United States of Depression


We never knew how it got so bad:
The daily grind and the journey home
to wells of stagnant sadness.

I could look over my shoulder
and see you standing there too
just as depressed as the next guy
and the guy after that.

We crawl, united, on hands and knees
towards a better mirage:
Desperately trying to out-run the sound
of depression singing ballads in our heads.

Maybe we've all forgotten how to be happy.

Maybe we're all just lonely.


Author notes

About people from the US- where people have their depression in common. It's not spoken about enough so each goes through it alone, uniting them in solitude in a weird way. Idk.

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  • manoguru
    September 26, 2007

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    i think it is one of your rare poems where you haven't tried to be too overtly concrete or clever with words. but the simplicity works to elucidate the complexity of the situation you present, in a bit humorous way. an excellent poem of ideas.


  • just a voice
    September 25, 2007
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    Wow. Nice job here. I like this a lot.


  • Andrew Siddle
    September 21, 2007

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    Great

    You:-

    We crawl, united, on hands and knees
    towards a better mirage:
    Desperately trying to out-run the sound
    of depression singing ballads in our heads

    Me:-

    I just sent you an "IM! baby pie dragon ( before I read this!)! What of your future? I've told you what I think could be! I've told you of what I know can be done to get you going on the next stage of your life........I've told you where it could be!

    Now awake and live baby pie dragon! Awake!