Arms of Depression Writing

I see through you
I see what you refused

The reflection of a man
Both abandoned and abused

Your skin you've ripped away
Locking your soul behind glass

All the tears of blood you've cried
Piercing through my veins
Filling my heart with sighs

Holding back and hiding, completely tucked away
Awaiting the moments when there's nothing left to say

Totally strong and cut as a figure standing in the dark
An extern so cold and alone as though wearing the mark

Underneath it all completely see through and glass
Fragile and passionate
This too shall pass

Awaiting the veil to consume you once again
Succumbed to the demons
The forces from within