Inconsolable saddness

A poem about the struggle of depression

Some of us are forced to walk this earth with an inconsolable sadness

people like me driven to madness

will I forever have this

something I ask myself before I go to sleep

sleep my dilapidated shelter from this nightmare called life

how will it end not even I know that but in this life when we dont have the answers we have to live with

the questions

something I try to do my best in - I keep going

with all the pain showing growing and flowing

from my eyes

but only in solitude does it release

giving me slight ease

as I beg god please put me out of my misery

 

Author's Note

ignore grammar problems