Invisible Faces Of Depression Comments

This is one of your heaviest poems, and it hardly moves forward toward a vision of blessedness. You are too honest to give false hopes. Sometimes we just must accept a degree of failure in completing our missions. Not in any lasting sense, but in the temporary sense of needing a break BEFORE collecting the energy for a final sortie into the unknown.That's what happens despite the best intentions. In the simplest terms you need a break.Music, Food, Companionship - it's all restorative.