Poem of my depression

sit in the cold just to feel. block out the world block out my thoughts block out the noise with more noise be louder then the noise be louder or fall fall until i’m gone second best last breath acid tears decay my skin aging it millennia brain soaked in sorrow melancholy cold biting my skin but it’s better then numb halfway out the window waltzing to a blackout tune grey in the 2 am moonlight, a monochrome tomb pain to remember life is all that keeps me going, living for the next low shiver just to feel my blood, numbing just to feel the pins and needles of life flow into my toes be cold so i can taste death on the roof of my mouth just to remember at the last moment i am alive