Melancholy
In the midst of a WISTFUL dream,
I wander, WITHDRAWN, it would seem,
For the world around me is GRIM,
And my mood is MELANCHOLY brimmed.
A SHROUD of sadness covers me,
As I sink into the depths of my misery,
DEPRESSION grips my soul so tight,
It makes it hard to see the light.
The skies above are GLOOMY grey,
Reflecting the FEELINGS of my dismay,
But in my heart, I know someday,
The sunshine will come to brighten my way.
So embrace the melancholy, let it be
For it too, like all things, will eventually flee.
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