down deep in the hole again,

depression my old frienemy,

looking up,

searching for the light,

trying not to let this get to me,

crying, praying, shouting out,

“Why me” rears his ugly head,

remember what it’s all about,

quickly put him back to bed,

knowing I must carry on,

knowing I will carry on,

knowing I can carry on,

I face the day anew.