clouds swirling up in the sky above me
depression
like a funnel
waiting to devour me

to conquer me
to finish me off

in the end
would it even matter?

A waste
of precious space
Getting in
your way

Although a
Part of me
Wishes you would ask me
to stay

I don't want to fight anymore
why should i even try?

but
I am not fighting
this alone

I have to
remain strong
for all the people
I love