Surrender

I need somewhere to hang my head
A place I can't lose
Ever so ready for my dirt bed
It is almost ready, a perfect noose

Growing tired of fighting this war
I've tried to live, to have a good character
Questioning myself, what am I here for?
Host of depression, I am just a carrier

Tired of digging deep
I know exactly just who I can't be
Happiness is something I cannot keep
Death is the only way out that I can see