Colliding with the present impression,
Grinding, crush of my past,
dampens my mood for days in succession.
An old enemy, persistent depression,
Tumbling, falling fast,
Colliding with the present impression.
Kneeling at the altar I make my confession,
Halting, hesitant downcast,
Dampens my mood for days in succession.
Desperate to be free of this obsession,
One–two-three, marching-past,
Colliding with the present impression.
Desiring to be relieved of this oppression
weighted, heavy overcast,
Dampens my mood for days in succession.
Begging forgiveness of my transgression,
Intruding , Swiftly, memories fly-past,
Colliding with the present impression,
Dampens my mood for days in succession.
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