Icy Chill

Haven't managed to write anything
For what seems to me like an eternity
It all just seems like shit to me

This winter depression is really getting to me
Sub-zero temperatures and isolation
Can really make someone lose their grip

This icy winter is tearing me down
Taking away what little motivation I have
I haven't been myself lately

Cabin fever sinking in
The voices grow louder each day
I almost wanna just go ahead and get it over with

I've always figured freezing to death
Is a very peaceful way to die
Just like going to sleep

But then what?
I mean, I obviously have no "soul"
Morals are simply a man-made construct