D is for Depression

The wolves are at the door,
demanding more,
what do they need?
should i conceed?
I need time to breathe.

I don't want to hear what they want,
a piece of me knowing I can't.
give what they're asking for,
They always want more.

I want to forget the world,
escape from the cold,
with dignity,
and home spun empathy,
as a life of depravity and desolation unfolds.

take what you want,
even though the river has run dry.
let me contemplate,
making my escape,
wishing the sun never to rise.

I want hide in the shadows,
let the silence and dark hold me,
enfold me.
I don't want to see the world,
I don't want to feel the pain,
i want to shut it out,
do without,
never emerge again.

Turn off the sound,
bring on the clouds,
Shroud me from the light.
Lock the door here,
and for forever more,
just leave me alone,
I want to be on my own.