The Self Made Cave

Depression is a lot like being in a cave
It's dark; it's lonely and cold like the grave
It has no heat, no friendship, no light
It has no direction, no left, no right

The only sounds you hear are the sound that you make
the beat of your heart as it starts to break
your foot steps echoing and the sound of your mind 
as you quietly go mad and emotional blind

Alone in the cave you begin a self-pitying mope
You strike out at God as you begin to loose hope
"This is all your fault!" "You're the reason I'm lost!"
"You call yourself a Savior, just get back on your cross!"

But then in the morning, in the newness of day
The cave's non existent, the depressions fled away
Jesus begins to speak and lovingly answer the “whys”
You were never alone, just didn't open your eyes.