They say that there is a relation between love and depression.
But for me that raise's one question.
Why does that always happen to me?
The depression is there even if it's something you can't see.
Depression is surrounding my life.
It holds me like a dice.
Rolling to see what comes up.
But i can't get enough.
I'm always falling in love.
Depression hit me awhile ago.
But that's something that nobody knows.
I still smile to show no pain.
But inside I feel nothing but disdain.
It burns deep in my soul.
I don't want this anymore.
My life without depression is only a dream.
Depression has used my life as a theme.
Depression in my head is an echo.
An echo that i want to let go.
But it still haunts me.
Never letting me free.
The depression burns with love in my chest.
How can i fall in love without getting depressed...
