In the far distance of your destination
You hold the key to your elevations
Yet, blurred by high expectations

Crashing Surging Purging

Emotions take hold
Ripping out your, once again, soul
Torturing you beyond your control

Lost Defeated Hopeless

Your hesitation & procrastination
Ruining your motivation
Killing your chance at admiration

Falling Slipping Tripping

Depression taking her talons
Digging deep into your flesh
Will you be granted death?

Disparaging Suffering Dispiriting

Taken hold is the depression; I told
There is no escape from this fate
You will perish sooner than late