Depression & Mental Health

The Cabin

Deep in the darkest forest

Amidst the weather-worn trees

Gnarled branches intertwined

Blocking out the light

There lies a cabin

Small and tired-looking



But through the cobwebbed windows

And crack beneath the door

A soft glow emanates

For a fire burns in that cabin

Providing comfort, warmth and light

Refuge and respite

A small beacon of hope

And there I sit before the fireplace

In my lonely cabin

Deep within the forest of my mind

Too dark to venture out right now

So I must wait for dawn

And the light it brings


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