THERE'S a Valley of Despair currently residing in southeast London and this time it may well be one that Charlton cannot climb out of.
The Addicks' slow and painful death was confirmed earlier this week as they slipped back into League One following a turbulent season both on and off the pitch.
Their drab and lifeless 0-0 draw at already-relegated Bolton on Tuesday night summed up their campaign - no quality, no desire, no hope.
The days of Premier League stability under Alan Curbishley and stands packed to the rafters inside the Valley are a distant memory now replaced by a list of misdemeanours by a disenchanted board that seems to grow longer by the week.
Charlton are at least £44m in debt, have no chief scout, no director of football and tumbling attendances.
This weekend the Charlton fans are set to stage their biggest protests yet against controversial owner Roland Duchatelet in the hope that he will finally relinquish his strangle hold and sell up.
While the Belgian has long stated he will do no such thing, the intense pressure from the home faithful may finally force his hand and allow the club to start their long road to recovery.
The supporters, chiefly lead by action group CARD (Coalition Against Roland Duchatelet), have already pulled off several stunts against their owner this season.
They recently released a club song entitled 'More than just a toy', held a mock funeral procession to ‘represent the hopes and dreams of Charlton under Duchatelet' and have hurled hundreds of beach balls and stress balls on to the pitch during games.
Charlton face Brighton tomorrow and both sets of fans will unite to tackle the key issues ruining the game.
In 1997, the Addicks offered their support when Brighton fans were told their board had sold the Goldstone Ground to a private investor - turning it into a shopping centre and a 'drive-through' Burger King and with no alternative home arranged. This weekend the Seagulls will return that favour.
While the game is a vital one for Brighton on the pitch, off it, it may well provide one of the most poignant reminders that fans are the lifeblood of every club.
It's obvious that all these problems have had a hugely negative effect on Charlton's performances - just eight wins so far this season, 22 defeats and 73 goals shipped. They're down, done and dusted.
Something's got to give and Charlton fans will be hoping it's the ownership.
There are other problems, of course.
The players must bear some of the brunt. The Addicks have been relegation fodder for the vast majority of the season and very few performances, especially since Christmas, have suggested it could ever be anything else but the drop.
The conveyor belt of managers since Chris Powell's exit in March 2014 would spell disaster for any club.
And their cause has hardly been helped by the ongoing masquerade from CEO Katrien Meire - who was off holidaying in Dubai as Charlton were effectively sent down following their home defeat to Derby last weekend.
But these issues all stem from one man - Duchatelet.
A man who appointed Karel Fraeye from Belgian third division side VW Hamme who, in the eyes of many Charlton fans, cost them their Championship status.
A man who has sold a number of Charlton's best players and replaced them with substandard imports, often from other clubs within the 'Network' that he owns.
A man who has been through six managers in just two years.
Charlton were a great club in seasons gone by, ran well from top to bottom and enjoyed the successes that came with it on the pitch.
Now they're in disarray and another relegation next season is certainly not out of the question in their current circumstances.
Their protests this weekend must be heard and must be taken as seriously as the fans hope they will be.
Systemic problems, greed and hatred have turned Charlton sour, the Belgian reign has turned into a nightmare and the fans deserve better. Much better.
Duchatelet needs to step aside - or at very least change radically and immediately - to let the club recover and try to come back stronger.
If he doesn't, we could be saying goodbye to this southeast London stalwart and see it resigned to the mire of England's basement leagues forever more.