CHAINED CONDITION

Chained to depression 
Twisted, amongst my veins
Running with black blood
Self worth, self love 
Lost, within the pain 

Calvary and broken dreams 
Lie buried in my heart 
A glimpse of personal torture 
Revealed, within the art 

A medicated mind 
Does it offer resolution? 
Chocolate coated prescriptions 
Swallowed blindly, without solution 

Blind to the rising sun 
Despite it beuty at the highlands 
Of opportunity, to thrive 
Another breath inhaled 
Without purpose, without drive 

Chained to depression 
Consumed by failure, and disgrace 
A crying soul unseen 
I walk invisible, without face