Overcast
The sun shines cheerfully above the human race,
Gleaming down, the rays light up our space.
But hit me not, they seem not to reach me.
Over me an overcast; obviously gloomy.
Give me a break, this must be illusive;
A six by six foot cloud keeping me captive?
Tried to plan an escape by dodging this cloud,
But believe it or not, it read my thoughts aloud.
Moving was meaningless, it followed my position.
Tried and tried to leave it, but it would just darken.
No one would help me, helplessness hit me.
So I gave in, and it became rainy.
I was lead to the land of the depressed.
Where others had clouds, and were under duress.
Everyone was silent, and not a soul did squeak.
I just stared at them all, and let the tension peak.
It is somewhat sad yet funny to ponder;
That the answer to depression couldn’t be any louder.
You see as a matter of fact,
You just need some human contact…
So as I stood there blinded by the darkness and rain.
I knew what I needed to do was explain.
Explain why I was so sad, why I own a frown.
I tapped the nearest shoulder, and laid my feelings down.
