Onslaught of Depression...

The rain falls down, mixing with my tears,
Yet I trudge onward, so afraid.
What happens when the life you've been building,
Turns into something you wish you'd never made?

What do you do when the sky opens up,
And your fears pour down upon you, drenching you in worry?
I've tried to quicken my footsteps,
But these feelings are quelled by no amount of hurry.

How do you deal when all your motivation,
Flows down the river, lost out in the sea?
What do you do when the nightmares return,
And the darkness remains no matter how far you flee?

What happens when the sadness,
Becomes so overwhelming, you can't breathe?
How do you deal when you get so angry,
That you can't find words, so you simply just seethe?

Better yet, how do you deal with the nightmares, the sadness,
When you thought it was something you surpassed?
How do you deal with the fears, the worry, no motivation,
When it feels like forever, they'll last?

I wish I knew the answers to these questions,
But, alas, I fear they are something unable to be caught.
It seems these questions keep arising,
With no regard, to how hard, or how long I have fought.