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Life in Depression
Here I lay
In the forgotten tomb
Lost in a wasteland
Known as my mind
I can’t see the joy anymore
I can’t see where happiness is
It doesn’t exist
Nothing does anymore
I used to worry about hell
Its agony and pain
But then I realized
I’m already there
My fingers day by day
Burn in the flame
I’m addicted to the pain
It’s my only friend
I lay here
Isolated
Waiting for the end
Hoping for liberation
I cannot see
The meaning of it all
Why
Is this all so
I don't know
When I will break
Then will be the end
Then will be my death
For now i have lost
The only thing that matters
He was all I had left
Now I'm truly alone
Owned by Dustin Smith: Bastardofbodom666
In the forgotten tomb
Lost in a wasteland
Known as my mind
I can’t see the joy anymore
I can’t see where happiness is
It doesn’t exist
Nothing does anymore
I used to worry about hell
Its agony and pain
But then I realized
I’m already there
My fingers day by day
Burn in the flame
I’m addicted to the pain
It’s my only friend
I lay here
Isolated
Waiting for the end
Hoping for liberation
I cannot see
The meaning of it all
Why
Is this all so
I don't know
When I will break
Then will be the end
Then will be my death
For now i have lost
The only thing that matters
He was all I had left
Now I'm truly alone
Owned by Dustin Smith: Bastardofbodom666
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