With arms flailing With heart dying I fell into the abyss
No light there Only darkness and gloom It left my spirit crying
Spiraling, spiraling Out of control My soul dead within my chest
No one could save me Except God, who was silent Help is not coming
So, I fall, ever falling Into the depths few can fathom Deeper into the abyss
The abyss I am speaking about in this poem is the abyss of depression. Everyone experiences depression in some form at least once in their lives. The kind of depression I am speaking of is major clinical depression. The pain, hopelessness, and helplessness of this disorder are overwhelming.