created: March 25, 2023, 19:26

He wore a straight face every single day,
A fortress of strength, so it would
seem,
But beneath the surface, his mind
was decay,
And his soul was lost in a hopeless
dream.

The world he lived in was dark and
cold,
And each day was a battle he couldn't 
win,
But he hid his pain, so no one would
behold,
The tears that flowed deep within.

He could see the beauty around,
Or the love that was offered so freely,
But all he could feel was the hurt that bound,
And the weight of his pain so deeply.

Until one day, he broke down his shell,
and the truth he could no longer deny,
That he needed help, and he wore a 
frown,
As he accepted his depression with a
sigh.