Feelings

Another poem written during the time of my depression

People tell me to write things down,
About the way I am and feel.
My life right now is so messed up,
These emotions are so real
Every night I go to bed,
And cry myself to sleep.
I wallow in my depression,
Where the marks are very deep.
Why things can't be the way they use to be,
Onlu God knows how and why.
I give up, there's no point in trying,
So I'll sit back and watch the world pass me by.