Depression

Oh the depression
Its a life taking lesson
Onto another writing session
The loneliness doesn't lessen
But at the least taking my life back
The ink is black
Not that other hue
Of sorrow full blue
This is the least I can do
Besides work, drink, and sleep
Hardly anymore do I ever weep
The price of messing up is steep
For I have lived a flawed life
Regret and misery are an odd knife
At least I have gotten to reflect
On each and every defect
Each cause and affect
Shitty building blocks to erect
This shoddy life of mine
Now it is time to refine
To redefine
My thought process
Time to address
To reassess
My stubbornness
This unwavering stance
My uneagerness to dance
Choosing more wisely which chance
To take or not
What fight or person to give a shot
Oh, I have messed up a lot
All to not become a robot
But I forgot
Organic life can rot
We must care for every day
Each in our own way
Please don't let life slip away
For the moment that is all I know to say