Depression

Sitting here alone I feel my mood begin to slip,
My cheery disposition has decided now to flip,
The joy of living happily has suddenly took flight,
I know this filthy mood is gonna stay with me all night,
Patchy sleep is half to blame anxiety's the rest,
Needless worrying and stress has put me to the test,
Defences now collapsing I am crawling to my shell,
The slightest little thing is gonna set me off as well.

Outside the sun is shining and I'm sitting in my room,
I'm gonna have to sit it out and wait here in the gloom,
I cannot face the world like this, defences at my feet,
My life is put on hold until the joy returns to greet,
Other people outside are playing with joy and glee,
I simply cannot fathom what is happening to me,
The ferryman has come to take me to the Isle Of Black,
I pray it isn't long before he comes to bring me back.

Suddenly a golden ray of sunshine pierces through,
The bleakness starts to part as joy returns to me anew,
I open up the curtain and the sunshine floods within,
And now I feel for certain that my good mood can begin,
Analysing why this is it suddenly rings true,
Writing all about it always seems to see me through,
Suddenly it strikes me that Opussia's the cure,
And now I'm gonna post these notes so others can read more.