DEPRESSION

THE EMPTINESS
is the worst of it all
it is the very thing weighing me down
to Hell

THE NUMBNESS
comes next
leaving me the pain
of feeling no pain

THE RAZOR
became my friend
because it realeases bad memories
off my arm and onto the floor
making me beg for more

All I want is freedom
from the cages of myself
so please let me go
I simply can't carry on