The Heart Of Deppression -Sonnet- Poem by Evette Morales

I fall though the cracks that are inside my heart
Deppression is my home, and that's where I live
I know realize that I'm falling apart
I gave you my all, and there's none left to give

You're calling my name from a distance so far
All I'm doing is stopping and staring
I'll wish for the end on a falling star
I guess you're the only one who stopped caring

The heart of deppression lives deep in my soul
The hurt of rejection, it cuts so deep
The feeling is numb, and so freezing cold
I'll pray, but have no soul left to keep

The last shred of memory of you I had,
Was the lasting feeling of a want so bad