Ode to depression

My Depression, you inspire me to write.
I hate the way you Cry and overwhelm,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the jersey elm.

Let me compare you to a bad cherry?
You are more scary and more terrible.
Snow chills the berries of January,
And wintertime has the glad sparable.

How do I hate you? Let me count the ways.
I hate your Stubborness and sleepiness.
Thinking of your Stubborness fills my days.
My hate for you is the mad creepiness.

Now I must away with an ugly heart,
Remember my sad words whilst we're apart.