My last poem is called Depression. It comes from a more recent event, where I left a group I had been in for two years now. It describes depression as a forest with no exits. It also shows how you see things in a pessimistic view while in depression. This poem, like my first is written in an ABCB poem scheme. And to any in my group listening or reading. I'm sorry.

Depression

Why does it seem,
That I'm feeling double the pain.
Twice as much as needed,
Twice the strain.

I thought it would be a release;
Taking off a bit of stress.
But now I know I was wrong;
And I made a huge mess.

I'm trapped in a forest'
A forest of sorrows.
I hopelessly lost,
And only fit for the gallows.

It never seems to drizzle,
It only pours down the rain.
It seems the sky weeps,
For my twin pain.

I never thought it would come to this,
Never thought I would be apart.
Now I know,
Down deep in my heart.

I was never supposed to leave,
Never supposed to say good bye.
I would turn back if I could,
But I'm too scared to try.

I can only do one thing,
Man it up and walk my path,
And hope I feel the nicer side,
Of Nature's wrath,