After My Light

This time of year,
It haunts me
Leaning over me like a darken cloud.
It follows me where ever I go.
I can get away sometimes
But not all,
And not for long.
For the cloud follows me.
And it won't stop.
Though the cloud does not cry,
The tears fall down my dace.
It puts images in my head.
Dark, depressing, looming over my head.
For some reason this dark cloud won't leave
I keep trying,
To press forward this cloud,
To leave depression in the dark.
Going toward my only light source.
Though people push it away from me.
I know it won't last long,
But that cloud still looms me
Soon, though I promise.
My light will never leave,
And they can't keep it from me.