Down the Rabbit Hole
First came the anger, the blinding rage;
A rabid animal released from its cage.
With the power of a lion, with the strength of a lamb;
Everything's awful, the world is a sham.
Next came the sadness, a grave, deep sorrow;
Rarely did I want to be alive tommorow.
Glances into mirrors crated sobs and wails;
Words too little to count with tears by the pails.
Last was the nothing. All was drained.
A shell of apathy was all that remained.
How can you be depressed if you can't feel?
An empty soul with a human peel.