the sun isn’t gold;
it’s jaundice. The stars don’t shine;
they burn. Your wheels just spin,
don’t turn. Your heart doesn’t beat;
it clinks. Your cheeks are white,
not pink. Today is no different than
tomorrow. Every day carries so much
sorrow. You’re sad; but the tears
won’t come. You’re moving; but you
feel so numb. It’s hard to feign
a smile. Dishes and ***** clothes collect
in a pile. You’ve no energy to get anything
done. You’re defeated before you’ve even
begun. People say it will get better. But for
you better never comes. When you’re depressed
all you feel is emptiness.