Storm Of No Hope

I'm struggling with the life I live. And depression consumes me. There's no escaping these troubles, at least not that I can see. My only choice is to ride out this raging storm of no hope. The devil is taking aim at me. I'm in the crosshairs of his scope. The struggles of life overwhelm me. To find seclusion for myself is a must, and honestly, it's a dangerous risk because it's myself I cannot trust. I'm forcing myself to ignore my thoughts that are swarming around my head. If I were to give in to them, there's no doubt I'd be dead. Life has become a tug of war. For me, it's between life and death. I've been so close to dying before that I have seen the river Lethe.