I am depression
The raging river of darkness
That cuts through your conscience
The dread you fear
Whispering in your ear
I am depression
I feed on your pain
With that so much power do I gain
I feed off your buried secrets
The loneliness you feel, keep it.
I am depression
You I will follow
Hiding in the shadows
Waiting
Debating
If I should drive you mad
Or if enough is what you've had.
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