Darkness

I will never shake this sadness, this demon that sits upon my chest
And I will never chase this darkness that allows no decent rest.
My friends are friends on their occasions and they do not see my end
Which is, if you'll allow, acceptable since they're just 'friends'...
But my soul aches and howls loudly when the darkness comes again,
And I cannot escape it, because it now knows my scent.
I can't fight it all alone, but I can't see another end and I fear
There's only one escape.... one light at the very end....