Life Poem by Kenneth Emerton

Life is going fast,
I want to live in the past
So hard I try,
But I think that I may cry
Depression is creeping up on me,
I try to stay awake but I’m sleepy
I feel as though sleep is my only escape
I don’t know how much more of this I can take
I’m living on the edge
Hanging onto the ledge
I don’t’ want to but I’m becoming depressed
I’m trying to fight it
But I think I’m losing it
I’m in a dark cave and a black cloud followed me in
I need to find the light before el fin
Tears appear in my eyes for no reason,
I’m staring at the wall and my blood is freezing