What is depression?What is depression? Depression is deadly,Even though it has no form, it kills.Depression is excruciating,It gives constant misery.Depression is painful,It hurts not just one, but all.Depression is rampant,It has taken over countless people.Depression is everlasting,It will never disappear.Depression is sadness,And is not easily healed.Depression is sorrow,The ones who are not weep for those who are.Depression is infectious,It is a family curse and spreads to others.Depression is obscure,It is hard to understand fully.Depression is a narcotic,Some become addicted to it.
What is love?What is love?Love is a life time,Spending all your life with one person.Love is occasional,For it does not happen often.Love is virtuous,It makes people better.Love is eternal,It does not die, it lives on.
An Accidental FallIt was a cloudy day in the forest and Cadaver was taking a walk to clear his mind from past events. As he was walking he felt a drop of rain hit his nose, so he started to make his way back home. On his way back he was a little sad because he thought he would see his friend Pins, since he hasn't seen her in a while he was a little worried. After walking for a while he came across a fallen tree which meant he was almost home, as he stepped over the tree he looked up to the broken down structure that was his house and saw Pins walk into it. He started to walk faster, not only because of the impending rain but also he wanted to see how Pins was
The fight against the deadites.Darkness surrounds me,Hopeless is what it seems,The fight to be freeOf this nightmare.I press on,Through the endless waves.Like I have been for so long.I wish for it to end.My friends help fight,Although there are countless,They fall beneath our might.We all fight as one,For one thing we fight.To get home and be doneWith this war.
Welcome home.As I stare up into the cloudy sky I feel a single drop hit my cheek.My body feels like it is filled with lead.I can barley move, even though I try not to.I get colder and colder as I feel the pool underneath me grow.To my dismay, it is not rain, it is my blood.A man dressed in white stands over me asking if I am ready.I nod yes and I suddenly feel weightless.I follow the man up through the dark grey clouds.I expect to see the blue sky but I am met with something better.Glorious golden gates that open up to a large white castle.The man in white then turns to me and says "Welcome home"