Actions Of Depression Poem by Hera Deep

Every night
I fade into the darkness
and camouflage in the silence
Engulfed by the shadows
Soul torn apart by the tears I caused
when I doubled my sweety lavos

I am only Human
By the False promises heart is wounded
I have changed to an animal seeking revenge and acceptance at the same time
No longer a Woman
I reduce the pain by giving my love to two men

What have I become?
Is this what I am now
A crying infant in an adult's body
Who confuses love with the sensation of being horny
'At least I don't do it for money'
Words that play in my mind when the bedroom doors are open and I am lonely
Naked he may have saw me
But my heart is dressed in all colors of pain and even glowing

These are just lifeless acts my heart is not in it
Place your hand on my chest, can you feel it?
My face plain and soul chained to pain
Looking for excuses, Where can I shift the blame

I'm not alive
I'm not dead
I'm just sad
Depressed, Yes

I breathe death
and live sadness
all my actions are just temporary madness

Its a shame
Misunderstood
I know when Im gone
One of you will say.. I wish I knew