Sometimes, alone, my tears will flow
and after, some relief I'll know..
While depression isn't on my list
of things, which, in my life persists
Still, occasionally it does present its face
and causes anguish while in its embrace
I have to wonder how those cope
When they can't run or have no hope.
To rise from bed and sleepless night
shielding eyes from screaming light
Stubbornly, their dark and weary faces
manage to bend and tie their laces.
What drives them is a stubbornness
Apparently most of us must possess.
It's one of those unwritten human things
to soldier on, no matter what life brings.