When a storm is brewing, dark days ahead
Misty clouds that fog your thoughts up inside your head
Rainy days, black bleak thoughts and showers of regret
Wanting to find a warmer place but the depressive beast won\'t let
Unexpected forecasts but not much lighter rays
Sometimes peeking through the cracks but always goes away
Always dark and miserable, alone and trapped inside
Need a breeze to shift the haze, calming the oceans tide
Brighter days to rise once the clouds do part
Calming storms in yonder, that would be a start
No potential shipwrecks, a voyage set to sail
Destination set in mind, one day to prevail