A poem about my fight with depression |
I feel the darkness Slowly creeping inside I try and stop it I try and hide With a tongue for a sword And a heart for a shield These weapons seem useless Yet all that I yield I will keep on fighting Until my last breath I will fight with this writing Until I meet death I hope he comes quick In the shadows of night Where I sleep peacefully And cannot try and fight Reach in my chest And take my soul To live the next life Is my ultimate goal For in this life ive failed In my own eyes Im a child of chaos And am not meant to survive I want to live I want to die I want to love I want to try Fear is my enemy And my closest friend I live day to day Waiting for the end The end of the pain I hold it so close It follows me around Like an unseen ghost Taunting and poking Saying " im still here" Filling me again With nothing but fear I try once again To fight it off Losing is not an option I must win at all costs With my tongue for a sword I will cut you in half With my heart for a shield I will block your attacks I will fight now For I have no choice To live is to fight With my feelings to voice |