Depression seeking favor with a threat 

Trying hard to suppress through ones excruciating breathe

Hiding every bit of it, with the incisors wide open

Withholding it from escaping the coven. 

Walking every time like a fool 

Being at grief right from school 

In a world full of wicked pools

Where betrayal rules 

And authenticity becomes a false proof. 

Souls have been led astray 

Many a time, it was betrayed 

Like a titanic drill

Boring every corner of its reel

Here emerge an obscure Island 

Walking alone in its motherland 

Giving every convincing smile with its incisors 

Going back home, to meet its oppressors 

Who in return drag him in weird  display

Like a hyena, ready to devour its prey

Without any resistance 

One tries so hard to let go, yet it came with so much persistence

For how long will one let this be

Always crying silently to be set free

Keeping the burden all alone to oneself 

And saying, it's okay to the spree

The world don't know how one's world is, when in danger 

And every impressional smile makes them feel, he is a ranger 

In deep despair 

One chooses to ravage oneself in rampage 

Tears flowing each day forming an ocean of fear

A place where no one cares

Here one swims in its despair 

Pleading to be set free, to be taken out for repair 

Depression smiles mischievously for its accomplishment 

Like a serpent in its deceitfulness

Using its venomous sword to pierce one's heart

Leaving ones world in regret 

Giving the right to emancipation is made void

Whilst being entangled in the doom of frustration is paranoid

Yet when one comes out, in the presence of all Heads

He appears brighter in countenance

He act as if nothing ever happened 

Here he comes

THE ECCEDENTESIAST 

Francis Ewanworie ✍️✍️✍️