Depressed

Indulgences kill you

Simple pleasures

Cease to please,

May have it better than someone

Who can share their misery.

Hurdles aren't tackled

Their taken on hands and knees,

Pressure so heavy

Unable to breathe

Blindly aiming to please

At a target too far,

Try after try

Not one wound to make scar.

Hand after hand

With no shirt on this back,

Grasp after grasp

Not giving it back.

Pain through must suffering

With no heeling in sight,

Sleep with out dreaming

Each solemn night.

Seconds pass by

With no resolution,

Fighting an urge

For this act's conclusion.