Dark Little Raincloud
Things are getting bad again,
just when I thought the storm had passed,
a dark little raincloud has decided to follow me around
constantly showering me with worthlessness and negativity.
How have I been able to weather the storm in the past?
Why, all of a sudden, does this feel different?
I feel more tired,
more heavy,
unable to smile at the things that used to bring me joy.
I feel completely drenched by all the thoughts and emotions
coming down from the sky.
The rain is coming down harder now,
in sheets so thick
that I am unable to see even the idea of a future for myself.
It used to be so clear,
but now everything has lost its meaning.
Not even the umbrella of all my coping mechanisms
can protect me from the deluge of depression
that has soaked me
down to the bone.