is depression just the human condition

made to be by the huge corporations

money gone, empty wallets today

our bank accounts show negatively the work we do, the bills we pay

we keep living under the sheets feeling nothing

sleepless nights then baggy eyes

that smile you once had is long gone

walking apocalypse

you wake and you're hungry for more than this world can offer

but that was just one day out of 365

it’s all downhill from there

those fleeting moments of hope and happiness

fill you with warmth and you feel less dead

but hold on,

you’ll see (i hope)

the light and dark come together beautifully