Crying Time

“Depression” by Tanya Dawn

in the dark
of the night
place and time
for ablutions
of tears
a purge of the
pain from the
crippling strain
upon days
sorely hobbled
by holding
false postures
of cheer

in the dark
of the night
place and time
for a wash
of emotions
before that
despondent
deep blue
the discolor
of woe
can set
permanent stain
on the heart

in the dark
of the night
place and time
for this private
indulgence
no room
inside sadness
for love or
its sympathy
no room
for genuine joy
to find sleep
in the mind