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Each day I live
the pain consumes what little sanity I have bloomed
Like walking in a cloud of fog
Falling down, sinking into smog
Life just seems grim
I think on a whim
Interest lost in everything I do
But what a life, who really knew?
Depressed to a fault
Is death the only way for me?
A waste of time
I feel I am
But that's its nature
I try and try to ease the pain
A fallen effort with no gain
Thoughts begin to eat away
Everything I once knew
Taunting me to end it today
Uncomfortable around others
because I feel differentley
I pray and wish this all wasn't real
Life just seems more like a prison
Caged, alone, an abomination risen