Poem by me
The emptiness feels everlasting
My depression is its shadow casting
The void slowly fills my mind
An escape from this pain I must find
I know this feeling wont last forever
but its lies are oh so clever
This fight goes on and on
until its grip is truly gone
But it never dissapers fully
No not this ruthless bully
It will hide and wait its turn
Until its time for it to return
For now I must heal and take a rest
for the time my strenghts are put to the test
Lets stitch these wounds and rest a while
It truly feels like I have run a mile
The dakness is gone and the light returned
But still my hearth is concerned
Its concerded with a questinon thats asking
Is this fight truly everlasting?