Depression is Non-Belief

My day began with the moon
As it floated above and beyond dreams
With each weeping star, our smiles swoon
You left me ripping at the seams

Then why is it that sharing is hard
When it was all simple from the start
You are the reason, hope not the end?
Of a faithful chance to make amends

You are so beautiful, as I miss of it's grace
Seeing you grin, jaw dropped and blessed
I just wish those days left us amazed
Just as our arms were pressed

But soon comes another day, another moon
A day of left lonely, selfless assume
Try again at this char of a life
And such of pithy, and yet such of strife