Depression
Am I alone
Surrounded by shadows
Locked on all sides
By the ghostly gallows
I’m suffocating
Can’t breathe in this hell
Too hot for me
I can’t stand the smell
Survival of the fittest
But I’m the weakest link
Or will I be stronger
And pull out underneath
I can’t move forward
Can’t move back
Stuck in place by the remnants of the past
Love lost, a friendship abandoned
Toxic fumes coming from the dark cabinet
Where I placed all my pain
Locked it away
Hoping to never see it again
But like Kronos from Tartarus
It beckons to me
Wanting me desperately to set it free
But I must prevail, I have to be strong
Or I will sink deeper in the depression it's caused
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