Sonnet – Sleepwalker

Even when awake, I see he sleepwalks;
he tries so hard to move from day to day,
but his barriers never go away.
He tries so hard to hide it when he talks;

if people saw the truth they would be shocked
that behind the laughter, smiling and play
is a man who from his own path has strayed
and now walks on a cliff’s edge, above rocks.

What would I tell if I could tell it all;
would warning or preparation suffice?
To save you from that cliff’s edge, should you fall;
whatever the cost, I will pay the price.

Depression is dangerous when ignored
doing so leads to destruction assured.


Picture Used Taken: Alva Glens, Scotland (May, 2018) ©DSCoremans

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