February 8, 2016

DEPRESSION

Sometimes - some mornings - some people

feel like they are stuck in a bed of dark

brown mud. Debts, doubts, dumb mistakes,

have slid down on top of them. Mud slides.

It does just that - down on top of us - on

and on - day after day after day - of cold rain -

and the roots that held our life from slipping -

have been pulled away with the mud - till all

that is left is bare rock and ripped roads.

Ever feel this way? Ever been dropped?

Ever been dumped? Ever been fired?

Ever been walked out on? Ever been

hurt - really hurt and you didn’t see it

coming?  Sounds so dramatic. It can be.

All that mud - all the heavy of that brown

sludge blanket - on top of us - weighing

us down. We feel we can’t move or want

to move and nobody understands. Our

bedroom door is closed. In fact, it’s locked.

We’re crying. We’re dying. What to do?

Get up. Get out of bed. Stretch. Shake.

Take a good shower - a long, long shower.

Get as much of that mud off your back.

Get dressed. Get some food into the system.

Pray a scream prayer. Get to work. Talk

to someone. Better: quick do something

sweet for someone who feels depressed. It's
a long, long time - till tonight - another night.

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2016