WELCOME TO MY NIGHTMARE

The depression sets in, Destruction begins,
Darkness swallows everything.
Along depression, vengeance is there,
Darkness do they both share.
When prejudice led into death,
Died the free minded soul.
Along the darkness it had met,
It destroyed my peaceful goal.
Writing poems that remain,
Remain in the back of my mind.
Writing blocks against darkness stain,
And protect against the find.
The find which led into darkness,
So why block it any longer?
So I'm consumed by the darkness,
All the longer.
So i guess depression prevailed,
As well as death which will keep.
My hope has died without avail,
But Free Thinker won't turn blind sheep.
Eyes wide open, no false hope,
Would rather live with truth than a lie.
No false hope, not even to cope,
No hope that i won't die.