If my depression, my inner demons were physical, then I could fight them                                                             ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­            If they were something standing right in front of me, instead of living in the darkest corners of my mind, slinking in the overpopulation of shadows                                                          ­                                                                 ­                                                    Then I could make them feel the pain they've put me through all these years.                                                           ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­                                  If only... it doesn't matter, we are together forevermore. Stuck with The Grey, stuck with myself