Misery (sad)

She is a bitch
She creeps up on you like the morning dew that blankets grass
And makes you feels nauseated
Like fog creeping in the scene of night
leaving it's mist onto the tops of windshields and glass doors
I am disgusted by all but what can I do
She is keeping my mood at a depressing default
Talking does no good
Seeing is believing and there isn't much hope on that end.
Disappear, that sounds like a plan
No one hears you when your begging for help
Lost hopeless
Not a breath of air
Not a grip to hold on to
When the fog creeps into to get you
I bet when I wake it will be there once again
Waiting patiently to begin it's day
Rising over me she stands tall rinses all my happiness into her
I sink into the covers
Clinching them onto my face
Why should I get up
Just want to stay put
I don't want to open my eyes
Seems I only have one good one for now
Things seems worse than five years ago
And even worse down this road.
Contemplate the day I will cherish my life
NOt let one step over me
but misery has me down on my hands and my knees
without her I can't seem to have anything
she has walked me down this aisle the whole way