• Depression

    Always near you
    Always there,
    Closer than
    Your strands of hair

    Not always following you
    In the dark of hate,
    But there it will be
    To seal your fate

    Though it may not be obvious
    Like a bomb on your bed,
    Though it will, it will
    Mess with your head

    Causing delusions in
    Your eyes,
    Pestering you like
    Rats and fly’s

    But don’t worry
    You’ll come to,
    Realizing that
    Life sucks for you!