Monochrome Rainbow

Depression is the monochrome rainbow that hangs over my head,

It is the sound of a thousand tortured screams.

I can almost taste its cold metallic taste, as if I held the gun in my mouth.

The odor of rotting flesh invades my nostrils,

Yes, it is the scent of Depression.

A pit that is black as night, with rust colored spots of dried blood,

Makes me feel like the world is shattering all around me.

I hate you, Depression.