In the depths of darkness, my soul resides,
Where sorrow rules and joy subsides.
A melancholic haze engulfs my mind,
A symphony of sadness, hard to unwind.
Each day I walk through the shadows alone,
A heavy heart, a heart turned to stone.
The world around me seems dull and gray,
As tears cascade in an unending display.
Life's woes have left their mark on my being,
Despair and loneliness are what I'm seeing.
The weight of sadness, a burden so immense,
Leaving no room for even a glimpse of pretense.
Gloom is my constant companion, dear,
A cloud that follows, wherever I steer.
Its grip on my soul, unrelenting and tight,
Dragging me down, extinguishing my light.
The sunrises and sunsets hold no delight,
As my heart yearns for something, out of sight.
Aching for solace, a moment of release,
From the grip of depression, an eternal peace.
But still, I gather strength, however small,
To face the darkness, to stand tall.
For even in the depths of this despair,
I'll find a way to heal, to repair.
And though this journey may be grim,
I'll persevere, fighting against the dim.
For in the rhyme of life's depressing tale,
There lies the hope, that one day I'll prevail.