Depression

as my depression grows I feel only the depths of sorrow
crying inside every day
I no longer hold hope for what lies ahead tomorrow
every day my thoughts and emotions sway in every way

the scars I hold are not visible
the memories are fake or cold
the happiness I crave is never seizable
the word hope grows forever old

the thoughts of suicide are what I lack
my thoughts of happiness belong only to my friends
feelings of loneliness is what I love to push back
cause I know I can count on them till the end

my depression only grows in this sad place
this house of screams
only with friends I can have a happy pace
with them my world is no longer screams but happy dreams