MY GLITCH IN THE MATRIX

Ok, depression, for today, 

You win. 

I haven’t the strength to fight you 

Any longer 

So just for this night, 

I give in. 

I will sooth myself, 

With comfort and escape, 

And maybe a nice cup of tea. 

I will sleep and refresh, 

Restorative and deep,

Until I rouse to an immaculate day.

Then it’s on, me and you,

You miserable fool, 

You will not defeat me again. 

When I wake tomorrow,

Robust and renewed, 

Your embrace of me 

Shall end.