A Poem to Kickstart your Depression

So I wrote this yesterday.  I must admit I've been listening to Leonard Cohen a lot lately, so the blame falls to him.

I stole the phrase "dark corners of the mind" from a friend - she knows who she is.

Cornered
There I am again, my friend, in the Dark Corners of the mind
I watch from high above the fray to see there what I'll find
The God I understand has told me there's a Way, and it is grand
But the Dark Corners whisper, loudly, come down and take my hand.

There's decay and filth and nakedness down there among the dust
I watch myself from up above as promise turns to rust
I have no love, I have no pride, I deal out hurt in kind
Down there with all the putrid things in the Dark Corners of the mind.

Fun, huh?