Still Blooming Poem by Shiraz Bautista

So far gone
estranged and withdrawn
blinded by this melancholic shroud of mist

this depression revealing
my inability to confront these feelings
that continue to persist

A wistful disposition
to remain in this vulnerable position
yet somehow, I insist

To wallow in my lamentation
in the melancholy of my imagination
as my fingers clench into a fist

But soon gloom gives room
my grim apathy resumes
as I continue to reminisce

Although gloomy, I remain unassuming
my dolefulness still blooming
from the depths of this abyss