Depressing, the weight of the world on my shoulders,

A heavy burden I carry as I grow older.

The darkness creeps into my mind,

Leaving me lost and confined.

In the depths of despair, I find myself,

Trapped in a cycle of pain and self-doubt.

The shadows whisper cruel lies,

Telling me I'm worthless and despised.

I try to escape, to break free,

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But the chains of sadness bind me tightly.

I reach out for a glimmer of hope,

But it slips through my fingers like smoke.

Each day is a struggle, a battle to survive,

As I fight against the urge to give in and hide.

The tears fall freely, a constant stream,

As I drown in my own sorrow, it feels like a dream.

But I know I must keep pushing on,

Through the darkness, towards the dawn.

For there is a light shining somewhere ahead,

A beacon of hope in a world filled with dread.

So I cling to that light, no matter how dim,

And pray that one day, I'll find peace within.

Depressing though it may be, I refuse to give in,

For I know that deep down, there's still strength within.