healing from depression

In the warmth of the sunlight’s caressI watch the world pass byYet my soul sinks low. Deep within the recesses of my beingIn the shadowed depths of my spiritA sorrowful echo entwines me Like a solitary dweller in a desolate abyssEnsnared by my own naivete…Failing to see past the Maya of their theaterWhere illusions veiled…… Continue reading After the Fog…