In my Life!

Yeeah! My first post after 2 weeks of becoming part of LJ!!

Playing with the Whore [Depression]

My chest hurts
The pain is real
In tears I burst
I'm drowning in fear

Decisions are cruel
Almost as swallowing fuel
When you find out your place
You can't return, it's too late!

Anger, discourage, deception
Words inside head collides
From this depression I needed salvation
This only runs from me and hides

Support holds my hand no more
Depression, my tormenting whore
Doesn't want me to walk alone
Sending legions of depressions from its core
She holds my hand with love

I know its darkness
I see it's true face
I free myself from sadness
She can't love me at my pace

I wish for you to go
You live in me no more
I blame my pain on you, whore
I'm free to walk home
Im letting go...