I Battle Depression

When the depression and loneliness come crashing down.
Lost, floating away.
Yet, weighed down.
Grinded into the gravel of all the deep, dark thoughts and feelings.
Heavy and empty.
Happiness and peace seem so far out of reach as to perhaps just a day or even moments ago.
Sense of time washed away with the rain.
Too good to be true, sense of hope lost again.
Even farther from the truth.
Which direction to go now..
Pick up the pieces and start over.
Discover who I am.
For now, think I'll just curl up in a ball because I'm tired of holding myself up.
The weight of the world on my bruised shoulders.