My Dream

Many days I dream of a life of total happiness. Health took that away and that lead into my depression. Many days I feel trapped and overwhelmed, just wanting to get away. nearly every night is spent crying myself to sleep. Feelings of helplessness and pain keep me buried in a dark pit. A person with severe depression sees no way out. My granddaughter lifts me up like a ray of golden sunshine. She keeps me going, body and soul. My children try to but not like what this little angel does. I've prayed many times to God for help and guidance. Lately it seems he doesn't hear me. I feel as if I'm only one of billions of ants in His ant farm. This is wrong but depression changes many thoughts. I've always wondered, what could I have done for all of this?