Depression

Can I write about this pain

Can I possibly describe the hurt

Is there any way to accurately convey

The terrible sadness that weighs my head

Down

Down so low

It seems impossible for even me

To understand

The awful hurt

Coursing through my veins

The blackness that shrouds my life

How do I manage the simple chores

Hard enough now to inhale and exhale

If I think about it

Every breath brings more sorrow

More anguish

Yet I fill my time

With so many trivialities

Ever hopeful, perhaps

That this gloom will someday abate

That joy will extinguish

These flames of bitter unhappiness

This depression so deep so unfathomable

Can I wait for better times

When they are impossible to even imagine

I suppose I must

What else is there