dark dreams

If life is nothing
But a fateful dream
When do we awake?

Maybe when death comes
Swiftly
Softly
Upon us

Taking our rightful
Breaths
Sounding so sweet when
There is nothing but
Sorrows
Left for us to find

A reoccurring
Twisted nightmare… screams
Feel them echoing
Resonating
From those you hold dear

More people wanting
Clawing to escape
Destroying themselves
Suicide by drugs
Temporary ways
To find their freedom

No longer knowing
What they want from life
Trying to grasp any
Meaning that might be
Left

Knowing that the hope
That they rely on
Was choked out a long
Time ago
By the depression