depression

sometimes I don't know
sometimes I'm confused
Sometimes I wanna disappear
Run into the blackness
Till my sorrow is no more

Will you let me fade away..
Will you let me go?
If I chose to run away,
would you simply fallow

Remember what we talked about..
Its so easy when I cannot see...
When I close my eyes I picture it.
The forest is dark and Smells musty.
The leaves crunch beneath my feet..
its probably just rained...

Its sad how I can picture it so calmly
You tell me not to think of it..
But its part of my past
something i used to picture daily
Without hesitation
So screwed up
Never an action.. always just a thought
Sickness seeping through my vains