Depressed

Every breath feels like a chore

Every step is a stuggle and more

I try to fight but my body is worn

Clouded in darkness I'm forever torn

When the sunrises I won't see

Days blur into night in an awful beauty

With the colors faded life becomes gray

I'm trapped in my mind each and everday

Only one color appears in my head

From my arms I've bled and my mind is misled

I bright shade of red with my sunset of dread

I want to pump my skull full of led

To depression I am wed and so many things I have pled

Becuase of the words that have been said like wild fire they will spread

Maybe I should sew my mouth with needle and thread

Until relief at last, I wind up dead