Depression

Brush strokes of emotions on my life's canvas Always the brown of dirt, seldom the green of grass Dark and lonely, sans any glee Even on the brightest day, it is darkness I see I try to search within me, for happiness to feel To lift my heavy head, and, for life, find zeal Try to smile and help another human stand But it's tough to maintain balance in my mind's quicksand The colors look drab even with festive lights My eyes simply refuse to see happy sights I yearn to see beyond this monochromatic scene And feel the warmth, hitherto unseen Friends propound theories for finding happiness Quick fixes abound and shortcuts to success Nothing works and I am losing my grip on life's thread I wonder how long I can last with a heart depressed