The monster hates us all
He just doesn't infect some.
He wants me dead.
I try to help him.
But it never works.
Ever
I some times fight him.
I use any thing sharp.
A knife
A razor
Anything
But I get battle scars,but it calms him down a while.
Only a little while.
The battle scars are everywhere.
My arms
My wrist
My legs
My hips
My stomach
Everywhere.
I hate the monster
But it won't leave
This minter has a name. It's name us..
My Depression.
