A Letter from Depression

By , Salt Lake City, UT

I spread roots deep within you
like a black, evil weed
my pestilence plaques you
corruption's my seed
in your heart do I plunge
mirth and light throw aside
then I fill you with pain
using my own disguise
for you see, I don't own you
but you hearken to lies
with which I deceived you
and you craft your demise
down in a pit of shadows you fall
heeding my whisperings of doom
you soon embrace that I have one
that you'll weep down to your tomb
if only you knew your power
to rise and craft a change
I fear you'd come to know me
and boldly halt my games
but for now I’ve claimed your mind
and tarnished passions true
and with each passing day
I’ll keep consuming you!

with love,

Depression






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