These waves of depression comes and goes.
They tear me down but I always pull through.
But for how long will I stand the storms?
My ship is leaking in, and the sails are torn.
Broken down, drained of life.
Nothing left inside, if there ever was.
I see no hope for things to change.
Just chances missed and things gone wrong.
I sink in this sea of abandoned dreams.
My tired arms can´t swim against the streams.
My mind is drowning in negative thoughts.
The ocean of Melancholy will swallow me whole.
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