Depression.

Depression seems to be,
the only friend I've known,
I have no reason to feel this,
and yet, I'm so alone.


I sit in fear of others,
Self-conscious all the time,
Self-loathing just seems normal,
Sadness and anger feels so right.


I cant believe I feel like this,
like death warmed over twice,
I don't know what to do now,
any new advice?


Of course not, you don't listen,
Nor could you ever care,
My life is just a game to you,
One token and you're there.


But it'll take more that just one token,
To mend this broken soul,
No... Tokens aren't enough,
You need another goal.

Another life to ruin,
another soul to break,
Another person willing,
For their life to take.

One more heart that's yearning,
For a 'Love' so cold and fake,
Time is of importance now,
Please just leave, and take your bow.