Will To Survive: Depression

Screaming on the inside feels like dying life is blurry behind the flood of tears, damned by an expressionless face twisted laughter is the only solace to the demons that have corrupted a soul that stands to fight the fear, and loses anyway must walk through the flames to find peace on the other side it isn't the heat that is terrifying; it is the nightmares of losing everything you thought was good and bad are not black and white different shades of grey like the skin on an elephant stomping on a mouse-like heart strength to fight this battle before I let go fading away behind these quiet hazel eyes is the will to feel the will to care the will to be giving all I have until there is no more me