I've been living with you my whole life
A silent killer
A nameless lore
You seem to know me,
but I ignore.
It's your creeping way
A shadow I can not shake
Supposed to keep the demons at bay,
instead you invite them in and wait.
I weep with out reason
Rhyming with the seasons
On and on and on
depression, you heathen.
Feeling a little lower than usual these days.