Depression

The gates of hell are open wide (Falling, falling deep inside) Darkness grips the dying soul Void of hope, a vast black hole With no escape, no respite found (Despair and sorrow all around) Absent thoughts and absent eyes Nothing there as reason dies And joyless are the waking hours (Gladness all the night devours) Yet the dawning shall bring light Just a spark to then ignite For deep within that darkened space Can be found a hint of grace Look within that you may see Something there to set you free Perhaps a mem'ry from the past A smile upon your face to cast Chasing then the gloom away Bringing forth a brand new day