Poems from the heart

Raindrops of Depression

Raindrops fall upon my windowpane,
A steady beat, a melancholic refrain.
The world is cloaked in shades of grey,
A dismal scene on this dreary day.

Each drop a reminder of my sorrow,
A heavy weight that I cannot borrow.
As the rain keeps pouring down,
Depression lingers all around.

The raindrops seem to mirror my tears,
A reflection of all my deepest fears.
Lost in the endless cycle of my own control,
As they fall, so too does my soul.

Even as I sink into despair,
The raindrops bring a sense of care.

There's a weight that comes with every drop,
As if the sky's tears won't ever stop.
It seems to match the tears I shed,
As I try to fight the pain in our head.

But each drop only adds to the weight,
And I wonder if I can ever escape.
The raindrops tapping on the pane,
Echoing my sorrows and my shame.

A rhythm that only adds to my pain,
And the weight of our sadness remains.
It's as if the rain is a reminder,
Of all the things that I can't find an answer.

All the pain I can't escape,
And the sorrow I can't erase.