My Enigma Machine 3/15/19 Read Count : 6

Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A
Sometimes none of it works
All the experiences The interactions 
The strategies and techniques are caught up in the cloud of depression hanging overhead like an impending tornado  
The immediate action is to take cover and wait it out hoping the damage will be minimal but also aware of what the potential destruction might be
I sit here with my most effective defensive weapons buried under
an avalanche of depression 
The demons of depression are dancing 
In my head singing “all the knowledge 
and experience you've expressed to others doesn’t  fit to well on you today!”

Today is an”everything that can go wrong will go wrong “ day
I know somewhere in that enormous gloom threatening ominously above is 
a glitter of light waiting to burst out
All I have left is the hope it will be sufficient enough to rescue me and return  me beat up but unbowed so I am able to continue on my journey ready to face it all


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