depression

Guilt, anger, sadness, fear
What, oh what have I found here?
A feeling new, yet such the norm
We have all felt it on some form

Promises broken, shattered, lost
No feelings left, a heart of frost
Scared of numbness, but not wanting to feel
It pulls me closer, like a fish on the reel

There are obvious reasons
Why I feel how I do
But at the same time there’s none
What do I do?

I look deep inside for the answers I seek
But they’re locked in a box that in which I can’t peek
I'm so afraid, so angry, confused
It’s as if my logic has all been excused

So I'm left with cold feelings
And leave bad impressions
I know what this is
It’s a thing called depression