The day is too beautiful to be inside in <br />The worlds of sunlight leaves and distant walkways <br />Call <br />But inside deeper than all darkness <br />The demons play their cruel habitual game <br />And nothing is seen <br />But the screaming of one's own dark pain- <br /> <br />Nothing beautiful matters <br />All the world outside does not exist <br />Inside where the deepest hell is <br />There is no escape forever <br />For the Emptiness one who oneself is-<br /><br />Shalom Freedman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-depression-poem/
