Depression Concealed

Changing colours as it grows
It becomes darker every day,
I know that it's set forth;
The feelings deep underneath
Cant I know what's beneath,
Swimming as fast as I could
I know that I should.

There is a light somewhere
But I do not know where it is,
Do I keep going down;
Just looking at faces which frown
Should I care for another thought,
while yet someone fought.
Clouding are the free thoughts
I know its risky to get caught
But there is hope, I know
I let it flow as it goes,
not knowing where it leads;
I know that colour feeds.
I am bringing the light back
as I am now out of the dark sack
Should I be leaving it open
as I know its once broken.
Hope my faith leads me to happiness......