The roar of the mighty storm of depression comes rumbling across the plain of my mind attempting to shine the light that once shown brightly in my heart growing more dim by the minute these feelings I thought I'd locked away the monsters from the shadows I'd thought I'd beaten slowly begin to surround me once more plaguing me like a dark curse yelling at the top of my lungs for help but the pleas yet fall on deaf ear I wonder if you ever felt cared I wasted the last of my magic ensuring your happiness now none left to protect me from this sea of slain demons rising back from the dead but be it as it may be as I'm swallowed whole I have no regrets if I had to do it again for you is risk the hurt all over again
