A.L.H

Depression

D-riving like a madman on slick roads,

E-verything at war, those heavy loads,

P-ulse quickens as you head for the close,

R-eliving the need to overdose,

E-xposing wounds, Every single hope,

S-ends my whole body into the dirt,

S-miling so fake my face doesn\'t know,

I-rritable intentions that only grow,

O-nly alone and always lonely,

N-ever at peace, depression only.