This week’s prompt is based on the above song by David Usher.
There comes a morning when a lie
Surfaces its ugly head
Infiltrates my mind
Everything is pretence.
Around me people I thought friends
Laugh loudly
I told you so they said
The fantasy is just that
All make believe.
My head snaps awake
The day stretches out before me
My love sleeps peacefully
Oblivious to what my mind is screaming at me
But I have been here so often
I know so well the contours
It web of twists and turns.
In my journal I record this dream
I also rewrite my mantra
The stark reality of my life.
I hate depression
Its eats me up
Spits me out
It makes me eat, it starves my soul
Puts me in dark places
Tells me I am worthless
There’s no point to life
Everybody hates me
I should go eat worms.
I hide from the world
Who’d want to know?
Who’d understand?
Why reach out when my pathetic being
Repulses everyone around me.
In the predawn light you stir
You are my life, my light
You see I have been struggling
Your arms encircle me
My head you lay upon your breast
As you patiently coax me
To recount the horrors
To swear and curse the demons within me.
After we lie together
You stroke my head,
You smile a radiating love
I feel so lucky
You are here always to hold my hand.
It’s later over coffee
When I tell you
What you mean to me
No matter how often the inner struggle occurs
You are there and I love that you are
You save me each time,
You ask no payment
Just my continued love.
Its over coffee that I tell you,
I watch as you smile
Then those magic-humbling words
I love you
I’m so happy you are here.
Written for: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2015/07/24/music-prompt-1/
Morpethroad 
I am experiencing a wash of emotions Michael, nearly in tears. I can relate to this piece the Depression and the great love as well. Both my husband and I suffer with Depression so we go through this scene nearly everyday sometimes I am the one supporting, sometimes I am the one breaking. Powerful and poignant writing.
Thank you Yves. I can well imagine the inner struggle being a daily event.
I listened to the song and the line ‘comes a lie’ jumped out at me. It went on from there.
That is a powerful line, David Usher has a way with lyrics
Yes he is. I have downloaded a few of his songs to my iTunes.
I am glad to hear it I own a number of albums. While it may be out of fashion to buy CDs I do buy his
What’s a CD?…lol
I know right I am so 90s lol
Like Yves, you poem brought tears. You describe the inner struggle of depression so well. Love, when given freely, does help.
On a silly note: My grandmother taught me a song: “Nobody likes me, Everybody hates me, I’m going to eat some worms.” I’ve never seen it used in a powerful piece of writing before.
Do you know the rest of it?
Bite their heads off
suck their guts out…..
Thank you friend for your lovely comment……
I learned “I’m going to eat some worms
Short fat ones, long thin skinny ones
I’m going to eat some worms.”
My grandmother was not the sort to discuss sucking guts.
oh yes well that bit about guts could a crude Australian version, not the sort you refined ladies of the north would have any truck with….
I should confess the awful truth.
My family name is unusual. Especially our spelling. There are people in Australia with my last name.
So, I have crude relatives in Australia, North America, and England.
My uncle described my paternal family as “Rude, crude, and socially unacceptable.” And, that’s the Canadian branch!
Now you have me curious, what if I knew one of them?
We all have sort of black sheep in our families it goes with our histories. So why an awful truth?
Tongue in cheek, I promise.
My grandmother wouldn’t accept how potential relatives might have arrived in Australia!
I just manage to have more black sheep than most — and that’s still here in North America, on both sides.
Well three cheers and all hail to those who are “real” – and please, pass a brew – an ice cold one 😉
Sheesh – lovely “judgement” – but hey, labels are as only as restrictive as we choose to let them lie on us. Or for that matter, to us.
I like the quirky, eccentric relatives and the stories told of them. I remember as a child, sitting quiet and still under the kitchen table so I could hear of their escapades.
Black sheep, tongue in cheek, best describes me, too.
Well … then I must say “BAAAAAAA – welcome to the fold” XD
Depression, that old “friend” that I just can’t get rid of. It’s scared away many a fair weather friend. My existence is a lonely one, but at least I don’t have to worry about being saddled with false friends.
You’re lucky to have found someone who cares about you as you are, not only when you’re fun and entertaining.
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Thanks so much for stopping by, I greatly appreciate your comment and I hope your day to day can improve. A good and solid friend is always invaluable….Michael.
Like other commenters here, Michael, the connection you made of the Usher song to the writing stirred a lot of emotion in me. When you’ve been touched (cursed?) by depression, it’s easy to feel that “Why reach out when my pathetic being Repulses everyone around me?” The rest of the piece answers that question. We never know when that special someone will come along who won’t be repulsed, and will actually help lift that nasty cloud. Thanks so much for the great post.
Thanks Mandy, we all live in hope, we all live to find someone who sees past the self we maybe don’t like and sees a person of worth and substance. I appreciate you stopping by and sharing your insights….
A very powerful piece – evoking quite deep emotions and sentiments by all stopping in. I think you did a wonderful job “running off” from the prompt inspiration. Hard to follow on creating something so emotionally engaging after listening to the song, and reading the lyrics. So very well done Michael 🙂
Thank you so much MJ you are as always very kind.
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