Depression's Dark Hall Poem by Gabe Valle

Depression's Dark Hall



I walk again down depression's dark hall,
A glance behind, the fading lights call.

Now steeper the path, my pace does gain.
Ever knowing my soul, this sorrow and pain.

It comes ever harder to circle 'round.
I find my way back, where once I was found.

Depression's Dark Hall
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