A chapter’s insight

My heart’s demise

Is caused by the inner cries

Of depression’s rise

And I may tire of this tragic story

But it doesn’t tire of being told

Or sold in new guises still potent as old

And you may not care, whomever you may be

But it doesn’t care about an audience or a centre fold

It limits me in my day to day, but I live by a chapter’s insight

Not just the page

And if it sounds strange, or you think I haven’t faced down the pain

And done my part to clear the corner of outworn rage

Then know that you are not a sage of my domain

And I will never complain of not being other than me

It’s a better me I strive for

One the whole world shall see

As long as God keeps helping me