Going Into Depression Poem by Md. Asadullah

Failure chases me
I run, I run, I see
a gate called Success
but a lock named Disappointment
is hanging on it.
I run, I run until I
bump into wall of Frustration.
Failure seizes me by throat,
Grief and Sorrow helps Failure
to subdue me, they drag me and
throw me in an abyss named Melancholy.
I sink in gloom, I sink, I sink
I look down to see Depression with sword,
I look up to see a light named hope
diminishing, diminishing, diminishing
until it appears lik a dot.
I sink deep, deep, deep, very deep.
Nearer, nearer, nearer to Depression.