yknow when depression has you in its grip?
holds you so tight your barely able to breathe?
and when you try to get over it. oh you do so very well to run away from it
it just appears right at the end of the corner?
and yes i do quite sound pathetic and sad and lonely
but i really have no one to go too.
i guess this is just one of life's fucked moments.
just have to live with it.
well looks like its the end of the line for me

salutations everyone :)