No143
My mind is dripping suicide I can taste the words on my tongue.
I feel the depression crawling up my skin into me.
Depression is a feelin that no one never sees,
Hidden behind a smile like your lips lock it in as if they were keys.
Drunk from depression it sits behind my smile waiting to reach to my mind and soon to my emotions.
It's like the enemy in me that never leaves.
chills with me on the weekends steals my happiness it always achieves.
Soon depression In me lies,
as it takes over me entirely and soon It dies.
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