Depression

It's a poem I wrote for my Freshman English class in high school.

Depression is like a grey-black colour.

It sounds like the loudest silence there is in the world.

It smells like rotted food.

Depression feels like a cold body in a hot desert.

Author's Note

It's from Freshman year, so it's lame....

Reviews

[A]

Regardless of you thinking it's lame, I like this little piece.

Everything in this is smooth, and is written nicely.

I especially love the second and last line. 'Loudest silence'. Very nice. :D