The Days

Depression fills the shoes I tread

Laying a path for me to follow

No hope of cutting free

Naked and alone

Constant warring with oneself

As if my mind is a separate entity with a stranglehold on my body

A parasite trying to destroy it's host

I am two separate people

My mind is trying to take control

Giving in means death

But I weary of this war

It consumes my thoughts and relations

Love thy neighbour

How

I'm dying and no one can see

I cleanse my pain with ink & pen

Confessor of my sins

I liase with death

Stalking the dark side

As only a magician can do

I unleash my campaign of headlines, illusion and truth burn side by side

My hand cannot save the problem

As both are occupied

Laying in wait

Black shapes against a morning star

Killing is killing with no second chance

I stare at death

And dream of life