A black hole

Depression is where hope dies, 

when heart stops to cry.

Depression is life without desires,

when nothing matters, nothing excites.

when there is no motive to rise.

When it doesn't matter, 

if day becomes night or 

when sun again arrives. 

Depression is blankness filled in life. 

Not just absence of answers, even questions, are all dry.

Depression is to sleep an extra hour,  & again a extra hour & to never wake up. .

Sleeping long..... for am not ready to face another day.

All doors closed, curtains all covered,

Switched off phones & blanket hovered.

Please no lights & no words. ..

Darkness seems soothing,

 loneliness feels cure, 

"I'm finneee", I would still tell you. 

Depression is soulless body & mind. 

When all words & ideas fall aside.

when nothing is heard, though you have ear. 

Even in the crowd, it's only you & some unknown fear.

Depression is feeling empty inside,

when you just want a corner to hide. 

when there is no reason to laugh or cry. 

It's a feel of drowning deep into lies, 

even with gasping,  you can no longer survive. 

when your existence makes no more sense.

when you want world to just end. 

Depression is like a black hole,  which attracts even the things,  required no long.