When you are born my stamp is on you I appear to you in the cradle from then on you are mine I will dwell with you forever. I'll make you less than you are and when you're old enough you will feel me there FOR I AM THE DARK BIRD! I'll revel in the hate you feel for me just when you think you're free from me I'll sweep in with a vengeance and you'll be mine again. I hide in the recess of your mind and i feed off your fear of me FOR I AM THE DARK BIRD! Black as the raven,pitch black as the night I'll sentence you to a living hell. On a cold and rainy night you can hear me calling out to you the sound of me will drive you crazy. From the Cradle to the Grave I AM YOUR DARK BIRD!!!
Please let me know what you think? ThisΒ Β is about the struggle in my life with Depression. The most personal thing I have ever written. Is it that bad that no one likes it?