Unfortunate Hell

Depression has taken over my life, and I'm so tired I can't even put up a fight. So here I sit in the darkness of my mind, alone, lost, somewhere in time. I can smell the stench seeping through your pores, It seems like a trip I've been on before. I have nothing left to be happy about, even if I did the happiness wouldn't come out. I'm so sad I just wish I could smile, then maybe I can pretend for a while. I can't explain this sadness that's become a part of me, even when I close my eyes that's all I see. I have the material things but where are my friends? It's like a nightmare that won't end. I have nothing left inside my heart, and even though I try I still fall apart. I feel like I'm all alone in a big empty cell, waiting patiently to escape this unfortunate hell.