Desperate State of Mind (Written March 29)

Desperate State of Mind

 

Rarely was I able to glimpse

The desperate state of mind

That he kept so well hidden

 

Most of the time. Every day

He seemed more doubt ridden,

More prone to long pauses

 

Between words, as if each

New thought were the cause

Of a new anxiety. He lost

 

Confidence in himself. Always

Before, no matter what the cost,

He’d been able to overcome

 

His demons, and so I thought

This time too, he would come

Out all right. From an early age

 

He’d had bouts of depression

And outbursts of rage,

But he’d always bounced back.

 

He’ll get over it, I said to myself.

And so it was a shock,

One evening, when I heard the news.

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