My depression comes at me in waves of colors
Big violent rage colored reds
Sickly mossy muted regret and envy tainted greens
Deep azure ocean blues that taste like grief
And startling bright yellows betraying all my worry and fear

Sometimes I can dull these fireworks with pharmaceuticals
Sometimes I can only ride out the show
A courtside seat to the world’s worst pyrotechnics
Letting them boom and burst in my mind’s night sky
Trying not to be burned by their fallout

I am captivated or maybe just held captive by the grand finale
Screaming fire blotting out the stars
And the eerie silence that persists
I know this isn’t the end of it
Just the end of this show