The dark cloud waits for me.
The dark cloud follows me.
The dark cloud is always with me.
The dark cloud never leaves me.
When I feel lonely,
the dark cloud is there for me.
When I feel insecure,
the dark cloud is there for me.
When I feel depressed,
the dark cloud is there for me,
ready to envelop me in it's darkness.
Ready to take control of me.
Ready to take me away from the light,
and change me.
The dark cloud of anxiety is always there.
It never fades away,
and it never will.
There's no escape.
But at least something's there for me.
