I'm coming for you
full moon or not
to feed off your being
and nourish the rot
The invader of minds
Crusader of time
assassin sublime.
Endorphins I take
emotions I break
lives at stake
I'm controlling your moods
depriving you foods
making you weak
unwilling to speak.
A drug induced peak
for less than a week
Then I'm back!
To make you crave sleep
Think too deep
Uncontrolled weep
till you lie in heap.
I'll attack!
I'll set up your moods for aggression
Remove any need for expression
Eat away your ambition each session
Switch your love of life to regression
You'll soon discover my name is
Depression.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your poetry will surely cure your mental illness.
Haha, thank you Sankhajit, but I am concerned that you think I have a mental illness because I write about one :)