Unseen torment in my head. Depressive lump still in bed. Those hopes have fled and now negative thought reside here instead. I digress into a world of pain, it is a shame, that flame in me is almost out. That hope I thought I could never be without. It is no longer bright, left inside no will to fight. This is depression this is dispare, to others I cannot compare. So leave me now you deserve much more. If you don't I shall push you out that door. I'm hitting bottom I'm hitting the floor.
These are my thoughts of old , thoughts of self once told. But that hand I now fold. Draw New cards and bet my life. I can live without that strife, this is my life. Mine to make and noone can take. This is not fake, its reality. attacking this beast in primal bestiality. Putting it down with finality. I rally around my support, my dedication wont fall short. I move forward ever toward my most precious prize. To be myself behind these eyes.