pieces

depression rocks a shattered soul that doesnt exist
lost, not knowing where to go or who to go to
can’t figure out what it feels, so confusing
the world without hope flies to disaster
disaster, fleet of foot, flies to meet the hell we call reality
with lies and fear and hate and betrayal
love is a falsehood, caring is an act
anyone and everyone who goes to the broken soul is lost,
destroyed or they break the pieces until it is gone;
they realize they have lost a plague, a destroyer, a riff in reality,
one who has nothing but fear and hate and despair to give;
they feed on its remains and become the stronger for it
she lies they all lie and punish
it wishes they didnt and hopes that she isnt
as it prepares to break another;
so am i the soulless one….