Depression

Depression at night. It is a sound. It could be a tree branch. Or someone in need of help who is knocking on doors, hoping someone will save them. It could be a dog. Or a train. Anything could be making that sound. If there really is a person banging on the door for help… Maybe they’ll go to a different house. I wonder if werewolves get depressed. I sold my textbooks. I cleaned my backpack. Werewolf thoughts enter my brain. In the daytime, I’m a depressed person. I had a hard time admitting that. But when I’m up late at night, There are swamps, and woods. I always scare them away. I used to go to college, like a person. But when you drop out of school. You stop being a student. The mosquitos start buzzing around the swamp. You start lurking in the woods. During the day, you lie in bed. At night, you run as if you’re supposed to. I’m 19 and dropped out of college. The full moon is coming in five days. I dropped out of college and turned into a werewolf. That's what’s been on my mind.