hint

 
depression stutter then speaks
flat feelings leave their impression
I sulk in the dark
I'm not myself I'm slipping I feel it

angry thoughts peak and then cast me off
I alter my behavior to the moodiness of the season
I don't like feeling like this

nature is as pretty as usual
but I know she is concealing something from me
there is death on her breath

the birds seem unaware they sing so sweetly
the flowers still open up for the new day
the trees are sentients with enough wisdom to stay quiet
their secrets are there's to keep
only they know the sun threatens...fire

natural disaster is there rhyme or reason?

the weather here lately says it isn't so
why do some face such tragedy
while others float on

I am a tortured soul
I get a little cigarette break from the pain
I carry the weight of it
make it look easy even

I cursed Him
to be struck down
it was just a love tap
compared to the pain He could have sent

Amazing Grace taught my heart to fear
and grace my fears relieved
so I go along knowing each breath is fortune smiling on me
in a minute it could all be taken away