Depression

I was really feeling down one day and wrote this poem out of my despair.

I open my eyes and try to see beyond the vale of darkness, but I cannot.

I cry out with my voice, but my words are hollow empty things that go nowhere, and are heard by no one.

I reach out to touch, but my hands slide through the darkness and feels nothing.

I have no past, no present, no future, no one to turn to, no where to go, no where to run.

I am lost in a void of hopelessness.