Depression

As though there existed some thin gossamer veil Drifting down from an unheavenly trail First just a twinge ,a touch or a feel A feeling of loneliness one cannot conceal Leaving one melancholy, broken and frail Piercing ones heart like an old rusty nail Senses of unhappiness dost hang like a cloud Chokes out this victim in depressing dark shroud Sadness and angst attack easy prey All signs of joy slowly slipping away Beauty and happiness also recede As depression takes hold begins to impede All hope seems now to be fading away Soon thought turn to acts sane people ne’re stray Thoughts of escape, of end of release Pondering how to make the pain cease Oh why does this fog devour my soul Why does this aching take such a toll Affliction still lingers well after my prayers Pain like strangers heart-piercing stares Pure agony paralyzes my very soul Then near paroxysm out of control IS THERE NO FORESEEABLE END? … alas as I plead my pain doth descend *Dedicated to all who suffer