Just wondering if anyone wants to give me any feedback on this poem I wrote, the last stanza doesn't flow very well and I need abit of help fixing it
Because I'd rather succumb to sadness,
Than surrender to this monster,
Foreign to my vessel,
Destroying, Degrading, Depraving,
It lies within my body,
And merges with my soul,
Every night we talk,
It speaks but never listens,
Loud, Violent and Distressing,
Are the only words I seem to grasp,
To describe this heartless creature,
I'm just hoping these words won't be my last,
Tonight I dance with depression,
Until sadness clasps my hand,
Welcomes me as his company,
Tells me it's only temporary,
And that depression is a monster,
-That Will Never Last.