A poem I was inspired to write recently. The inspiration is the years of fighting depression but as I've found it can say many things to many people. I suppose you would call it free form, I'm not sure as I don't usually write poetry.
A live and let live traditional woman who is entirely too old to be wishing for such an idealistic world but there it is. I live in the south, thank God, with a husband, one of my children, the other two being own their own and in college respectively, 2 dogs, 30 cats(anybody looking for a cat?) depression and anxiety. I have plenty of ideas, it happens when you live in your head a lot, but getting them on paper/computer is the tricky part. A weird sense of humor, according to some, but I learned long ago that if your choices are to laugh or scream laughing is the better choice. Screaming will only give you a headache and a sore throat, laughter actually makes you feel better and it confuses the hell out of people.