A poem about Depression

Through darkness and despair

And among all the other things out there

I saw a butterfly

And where tears were shed

And ashes and fire fled

I saw it dance with the breeze

In cadence with the sway of what was left of the trees

Pressing down on the nothingness beside it's wings

And with vibrance that only in legend sings

It just drifted

An ocean of chaos and debris left rifted

And when the sun was ready to crack an eye

There waiting in the spotlight to catch it

A gracious golden butterfly

And in that silence, just

Flutteredbye