THE WALL
©Dianne Barskey 2007
There is a wall in my way.
The wall is called depression.
There must be a way past it.
Things must be better over there.
One day the wall gets bigger.
One day the wall gets thicker.
What can I do?
The doctors say medicate.
The clergy say meditate.
Both work a bit on the wall,
But there must be more
That can be done.
Finally someone says therapy.
I figure I will try it.
The wall is shrinking!
Now the wall won’t leave completely,
But the coping skills are there
To keep the wall from
Growing so big again.
Thank the gods for all of the people
That have made a difference
In my life.
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