Disassociation is what the doctors called it.
It will soon get better with these pills, they said.
But many weeks went by without a sign of relief,
As the depression continued to fill me with dread.
Constant darkness hovered, with no lights in sight,
I had to find a better way out of that painful box.
So, I put on the music that had always soothed me,
Dancing until my beleaguered soul came unblocked.
Life gets so encumbered by worries and fears,
And we can find ourselves with a box over our heads.
So, we must learn what our souls need to be free,
So we can escape the box before the darkness spreads.