I am as dark as an unswept chimney,
Very dirty, filthy and unpleasant too,
I pick on the fragile and make them act fine in public after I have chased away all the happiness in them,
I am the cold wind of anxiety that blows in at night,
I crawl on your skin and make you shiver,
I penetrate your skin and consume you,
I am the dark cloud of pain,
I hover around your heart,
Looking for a place to stay,
I know you won’t let me in so,
I disguise myself as a jar of love and cloud your heart with pain.