No place to run

There really is no place for me to run and hide This depression has been my constant companion Every now and then I will find sweet relief in the highs of life The part of my brain that wants to exceed all and excel beyond imagination is never free long enough to do anyone any good. Just long enough to torture me by allowing me to realize what I could be without this illness as a lifelong companion.

Life in all its beauty is nothing but pain for me.