The Chasm of Depression and Death

The Chasm Of Depression And Death Screams heard in the far off distance Tales of pain and horror Echoing through the night They call for a hope that is never to come Their calls fall on deaf ears of those who went before The light from the distant blood red moon is dim in lost chasm Unable to show what the night has hidden Depression and thoughts of death fill the air Young people die by their own hands One useless suicide after another Their futures destroyed while their screams go unanswered Hope hides on the edge of the valley Just out of reach and so far out of their dreams It waits for someone to find it Wanting to reach down to help It starves from the lack of attention Young people dying in a chasm of depression and death Never giving life or hope a chance Never looking to the heavens Never finding what they should have seen all along If only someone, somewhere would have said something Made them look harder at the edge of the chasm Maybe it could have saved just one life Then another and another until the chasm closed And no other young person would fall into its depths