THE POSSIBILITY BEYOND DEPRESSION
It is a mystery; like something made up Evading the understanding range of hordes Experience - the only way to strike chords The worst state of mind a human can reach A dark and forboding heaviness that breach; An immoveable gloom that incapacitates I wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy This dejecting thing called depression; Holding me a slave, owning me in supression When this darkness descent and covers me It's chokehold so strong and to the tee I believed it would choke the life out of me Breathing became hard and did I struggled! Then I recall to...