Hello Depression

Not brillant by any means but hell consider the writer cheers

Old friend and familar demon can I offer you a drink?

Watch the fire fade in winters decay and kill all hope filled tought's.

Does the fall find you empty as my jaded soul?



Another round ?

Will you stay to see me erase all that used to be who does stand's befor you now?

Will you vanish like friends who get a glimpse of the dark that is masked in light?

So many questions to many vacant thoughts and a fires crackle is it cold being on the outside

most all your life.



A homeless sense and a stranger in every crowd.

You served me well but times coming for us to part.

This road i can't take you as so many times befor.



Empty bottle and erased reason im a driffter in endless times of nothing true.

Maybe this time i'll rid myself of the misery ive often so embraced.

Old dog's seldom run far unless to keep you from a death's view.



Sometime's you just cant pull it togather anymore.



Headlights give a view ive called life for far to long

Im tired  but always no matter how far I run

I cant escape you.



I drink one last and toast the emptyness ive become

A spark although bright must always fade.

Life but a season and time a slow count to sure end.



It seems this time the jokes on me.

Reviews

[Patrice]

Hello John or Gonzo. Depression is a miserable thing. It can be very hard to beat and to bear. Great write darling. I can't wait to read more.

[Miss Marie Riorden.]

This is deep. Particularly since you're setting both your emotions, and a scene at the same time.

"I drink one last and toast the emptiness I've become" is my favorite line.

The only thing I think you could work on is your spelling. P:
It's fine other than that.

With due reguard,
-Marie-