Whenever I feel happy again I fear it will end.
Left alone: the wolves, the wolves.
Sometimes I watch the world and feel regret.
Other times I watch people and don’t know what to feel.
Humans are brutal, hateful and savage –
And so am I. So too, you.
And somehow, despite ourselves, we create .
We love. We befriend.
Sometimes I watch the world and try to sum up life.
But I can’t.
We are the wildest of creations,
And boy, do I love the wild.
depression lives only one thought away.