Arms Of Depression

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depression's arms, it's harm

once again

it's tight embrace, mental pain

back in that place

uninevitable, hard rain, incredible stains

dark storms, almost unbearable

never warm

it comes without form

what's worst, it's sneak, it rebirths

at my highest peak

at my high in life

it's a joy dropper, heart stopper

the anguish and strife

that cup, that wine, influences aggression

that's certain, oppression's curtains

in blind, what a time indeed, in need

remove the drapes, so I can roam free

so I can dwell in that temporary place

Of escape until I'm well

it finally fades and loosen it's grip

and so I await

the anticipation of a future trip