{"id":42504,"date":"2017-08-06T07:14:02","date_gmt":"2017-08-06T11:14:02","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=42504"},"modified":"2017-08-06T07:14:02","modified_gmt":"2017-08-06T11:14:02","slug":"depression-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2017\/08\/depression-3\/","title":{"rendered":"Depression"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">I am like the moon<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">dead inside but still <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">glowing <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">more whole some <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">days than others and<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">sometimes <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">disappearing but <\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">even when the moon is shrouded <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">in darkness no one doubts <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">her right to<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">take up space <\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">her beauty is all reflection how <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">the light bends toward her <\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">and though the sun makes her<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">invisible after daylight has long <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">given up<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">she<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">shines<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">beautifully <\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">until the sun remembers how <\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; I am like the moon dead inside but still glowing more whole some days than others and sometimes disappearing but &nbsp; even when the moon is shrouded in darkness no one doubts her right to take up space &nbsp; her beauty is all reflection&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1091,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,2114],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-42504","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-official-marathon-announcement"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/42504","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1091"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=42504"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/42504\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":42510,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/42504\/revisions\/42510"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=42504"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=42504"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=42504"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}