• Depression is the color of darkness, where nobody seems to understand.
    Darkness is the sound of silence, everyone else shying away from your cold, lonely world.
    Silence is the taste of salt, as tears roll down a neglected one's cheeks, too tired of being invisible.
    Salt is the smell of the ocean at night, pounding loudly, but still, no freedom or relief whatsoever.
    The ocean at night is the look of one who has suffered the pains of the world, silently, ready to escape at any moment.
    One who has suffered is the feel of sorrow, in such a high concentration, it hits everyone with so much force that nobody will ever dare come near.