Left here to rot

you can feel how I feel

joylessness is mine

stolen from the forest

where I knew every sign

every tree and every cave

for I

loved my forest haven

It was home beneath the sky

now 4 walls are all I have

cold and dark and bare

nothing living no one giving

and nothing I can share

dreariness despirited

heart sinking in this place

I call it melancholia

care of the human race

of course I am crest fallen

down here all alone

I cannot seem to express myself

woebegone I’m known

as depressed and so disheartened

my dolefulness is mine

the dirge that fills my heart today

means the sun just  doesn’t shine

on me, for life has passed me by

my only want is to

meet someone who might be kind to me

so what to do

it just feels irredeemable

and why I want to die

can anybody help me

will someone out there try