Scars Are Like Photo’s.

The shadows,

They gather,

Wrapping,

Enveloping me in darkness,

Consuming,

Depression’s deadly embrace,

Once again,

I find myself,

Lost,

Forsaken,  

On the precipice of this hellish place,

Losing,

Giving in,

This battle,

Forever my own,

Failure,

Worthlessness,

All I’ve ever known,

Remembering,

Those crimson stained kisses,

Scars are like photos,

They help me to reminisce,

Over,

Every time I’ve fallen,

Each time I fell,

And,

I come to realise,

There’s less,

Less of me,

Than there was before.