Plod Bob Plod, the heads are all bobbing
Down the platform towards their offices
Flat Flat Flat, my head feels flat
This weeks an effort, am I heading towards a crisis?
Hang on and wait? Note the symptoms? What will I see?
Hang on and wait until I’ve tried 12 weeks of C.B.T?
I think about Christmas, will I have merriment and cheer?
Or will I have my sad head down immersed in tears and beer?
They plod and bob in the morning
Then eventually wake up to an exciting day
I plod and plod through the week immersed in eternal grey
(Further verse below added at a later date)
The grey turning to blackness is my concern
Need to take a day off work
I've been down this path so many times now no longer feel like a jerk.
If IT is depression,IT's got to be beaten so I remember from whence I've came. The journey I have travelled, The acceptance no longer shame.
So I read my inspirations and about my journey that has so far come to pass, and focus on the blackness of IT today:
I'm ready to kick IT's ass!