DEPRESSION IS AN ILLNESS.

The dark cloud that covers
my soul,looks at me with dread.
my heart is breaking in my
Spirit. All hope has gone.
my spirit is weak I can't
go on.
I GAZE all around the room
thinking that is the way
things are, I am only existing
not living.
No friends to call my own
nobody really cares.
They just say pull yourself
together.or cheer up?
What an illness
I cannot snap out of it.


The darkness looms on
some days are worse than
others its just hard to
see the light at the other
side. my spirit lingers on
I Hope for something better
to let go of all the pain.
and perhaps tomorrow is a-
another brighter day

 

Reviews

[Mary]

I believe everyone has been in the place of darkness you so perfectly describe. The trick is to make our visits there as short as possible. Well done.