Depressions Hold.

And here it comes once again,
the black hole that swallows me,
brings me down,
put's it's claws in me,
and doesn't let go.

Wake me from this hole,
save me from drowning,
bring me to life,
after it's hold killed me...

Reviews

[Chris Smith Welshpoetcs]

Depression eats away at the mind, a good dark poem my friend.

[Kate Hunter]

good job.

[Tasha]

Wow, this was really good.

[watch_the_world]

Amour, I love you :) talk to me if you need anything.

[hopelove]

i like it

[Hayley]

A black hole with claws... that's a new image! i can feel myself getting pushed down this giant hole and not being able to breathe. I can relate.
One tiny detail, the last line should read "after its hold killed me". Sorry I'm a grammar freak :)