Major Depressive

 
Depression waits
Around the corner
Lurking in the dark unknown

Depression weights
Deep in my soul
Clawing when I’m all alone

When did the moon
Get so heavy
A burden of light and hope

Why does the moon
Cut me so
A crescent razor to cope

It may take years
To face my fears
And overcome this plight

The end isn’t near
But my eyes are clear
And I’ll never give up the fight