It’s starling how
A depression hits
So out of the blue.
How one minute
You can be happy
And the next- miserable.
You could be on top
Then in the darkest pit,
The deepest ravine.
You can be on joy’s surface
Then be swimming
Into the blue depths.
Sorrow has the ability
To drown all your hopes
As they sink into oblivion.
Unlike its onset,
Sadness takes some effort
To come out of.
You need to drag yourself
Out through the murkiness
And find the sun again.