Poem//
To: Depression
From: Victim
Out of the black
It took its attack
Tearing you apart
Limb to heart
Life flashing before eyes
All it was, was helps and cries
Knots, ropes, strings and ties
Let the animal take it's prize
Nothing but guilt
Your feelings start to tilt
Remembering all you built
Take the sword by the hilt
Go in for the kill
One demeanour, one pill.
Let your body roll down the hill
Leaving at last, your final will.
No one knows.
No one sees
No know knows what's wrong with me
