Sickness

What is it that you feel when you're alone?
The constant ticking of the clock
Time is passing
With every breath you take
With every blink of your eyes
You see it come and go
It drives you to sadness
Emptiness and Sorrow
The tears you cry
The blood you shed
The depth in your eyes
So much trust betrayed
Whispers echo in your head
You scream inside
You dream of happiness
But never find it
Your blinded by fear
No one understands your pain
The aching of your cries
The sickness in your stomach
It stops you from living
Though you never die
Thoughts race your mind
You take the last look around
Is this the only way out?
You aim and pull the trigger
It's over
Depression is no longer your sickness...