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"Bless"
by Jeph Johnson
Won't you bless this non-manic depression?
For it might make a difference some day
Convince saints and sinners of demons
For up close it seems far away
Misdiagnosed as bi-polar
My emotions still feel a deep freeze
Medication only tries to control
(Averring in parentheses)
In a sad, sorry state I endeavor
To break out of the prison I've made
The bars close all around though I never
Go back to them 'til the next day
Even there I'm unable to vanquish
The unhappy dejection I face
Living daily in make-believe anguish
I pretend yet it won't go away
Like a phantom it creeps paranormal
Like a god it controls my belief
Like a ghost it can sleep cold and dormant
Until fate masterminds its release
Won't you bless, once again, my insanity
For without it I might understand
How my worth has the merit of vanity
And envelops the shell of this man
