Depression

Depression hits more at night, every battle in my mind to fight, sadden from things that happen days ago, let my mind over take me beyond low, stand hopeless an fear the next day ahead, catch myself with the wrong thoughts in my head, can’t seem to catch a break ever which way I turn, all the bridges ahead of me I feel already have burn, no way across to a new path, life hits hard an boom I’m at the crash, my head spinning with what seems to never end, I wish I could talk to one truthful friend, the bottle I hit takes me way out of place, knowing reality I can’t face, I’m just a broken piece never to be saved, my depression will even go with me when I’m graved, lost by different lectures given here an there, ask if there is just one person to care, people say time gets you new start to new things, my depression holds all of the blames, can’t get out of the hole I have dug myself in, in this life there isn’t a chance I win.