Everybody Else Took The Shortcut
As far as I can tell
I’m the last guy I know
who worked through
his suicidal depression
instead of nuking it
with pharma.
It was a gamble:
I mean, the depression
coulda got me
before I
nailed it.
And maybe it got me anyhow
-it sure as hell ate
most of my life.
So what did I gain
by wrestling with the blues
instead of washing ‘em away?
Let’s just say
next time I'm blue
I don’t have to
won’t have to
pay
for a prescription.
I carry my blues tools
with me.
poem by Percy Dovetonsils
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