THE DEPRESSION

Depression is get up every morning and feel the bitter coffee but will take tons of sugar. Depression is unjustifiably mourn and feel the tear is the only one, and the futile time consolation there. Depression is having to invent life every moment, chronically reacquainted with the reason for living lost in any darkness of the soul, any of those that depression generated against the will of depressed. Depression is drowning every afternoon, experience the passage of time as a loneliness that becomes every second giant, troubled with the clock does not advance, was stopped at a point of no return absurd called bitterness. Depression is look at the sky and believe it can only fall acid rain, drops obsession, flares irrellenable vacuum confidence in a better moment.

José C.