RoxasLoverForEver

Dark, cold, broken and bitter, alone Those are words that stimulate one another Sad, sick, angry and corrupted, a losing hope It always comes back to swallow us and that’s why we run to our mother Depression is a dark hole, An ink that never brushes off Even if you from outside look whole Inside… it calls you to turn your light off Cancer is a parasite that crawls inside of you It takes away your heart, body, and mind Even if you have high spirit in you You cannot escape from its art, antibody attack and it’s maligned Depression is cancer And cancer is depression They are like a couple of dancers That attack your soul and