Connotations of Depression

Allow yourself time for reflection
Read all that I have to say
You haven’t really known deception
‘Till you’re sick of your own self

Inexplicable fits of rage
Burning red melting to black
I have many words to spell
All of them kept from the light

Impairing periods of sadness
When it gets to be too much
On an endless spiral of madness
Long deprived from a touch

Reckless and impulsive behavior
All-consuming, drowning gray
Fruitless efforts and endeavors
Lead me back to crash again

Little regard for your body
Tell my story in fun sonnets
Lit chandeliers on lush lobbies
While the rooms are crushed to hell