waves of depression
swarm me like black sombre clouds
of pestilence and blight
one which I cannot escape
unable to break free
from these chains
they bind me to this ground
I keep screaming for help
but with every breath that escapes
I drown deeper in a sea of all things
I try to avoid
why does it always happen?
I fell so far down this hole
now there's no way out
I keep finding myself giving up
no one will know
no one will notice
lining up the pills
it will likely fail me again
keys down my wrist
maybe this time I'll use a knife
maybe this time they'll notice
with endless rivers of crimson
flowing down my arms
caught by the rotting floorboards
giving up
everything is spinning
who will care when I'm dead?
maybe the police will break down the door
and refer me to a psychiatrist
who'll let me go; on the second session
because I ate that day
or maybe they won't
it's time to find out
I can't do this another day
I hope this time nobody comes to save me