It's grey today outside
It matches my somber mood
With feelings of melancholy, I feel weighed down
You would think the rain would signify cleansing to me
And the raindrops by themselves would
It's the grey depression I can't take
weeks that drag on under a haze
It's dreary, and my emotions grow dark
No one seems to visit on days like today
People similar to me are in a funk
depression is like big fluffy clouds
that cause a fog in my mind
oppressed, I struggle on
pushing myself to accomplish something, anything
It's quiet here on the ranch
And most days that's nice
But when charcoal highlights everything
It looks menacing, my garden of dreams
The orchard, so inviting, closes in on me
And I get lost among the trees
Where fear settles in, anyone could be lurking
Such a day to die
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