Cycle Of Despair

Depression, despair, leading to his state
Pleagued with turmoil, it is life you hate
Situation beckons, curse your every breath
Dying slow dayly, long dead before your death.

Emotions drained, hold no will to live
Fear controlled soul, nothing left to give
Life repeats it's course
Brutal as may be
Even though you die each day
Death is worse you'll see...