Memories bring Depression...

Memories of the past...
Both good and bad.
Some are of joy,
Others are sad.

Memories bring pain.
They make you fight
Against the nightmares.
Run away from the light.

But now I am here.
I can help you fight the pain.
Ill chase away the nightmares.
Our past has been the same.

You dont want me though.
That is perfectly clear.
Ill go back into my Darkness.
Depression for me is near.