Monday, July 2, 2012

Confessions of a Depressoholic

Depression - 
a venomous serpent waiting to strike
a quick sand taking its time 
the EVIL ONE lurking in delight 
a wandered mind all hollowed inside
a lost soul too tired to try
the DARK LORD poisoning the mind
like a prey waiting to die
like the hunter triumphs over his prize
Depression –
Droplets of tears trickle down from my eyes.