Coming Back Blues

Death surrounds Lurking in the voice of friends Promising better things Once I reach an end I've been here before Drifting through the same pit Believing synonymous claims Merely to be found unfit Bitterness nips each day at soul And tries to draw me in Just waiting for the tomorrow I'm settled on giving in Will it affect me as before This case of the depressing blues Am I prepared to handle the thoughts That never want me to see the day through? Though gloominess is seeping in skin And happy days are hard for recalling I shan't let my mind battles win No longer answering deaths calling