You say im depressed,
That i need to talk.
Others tell me to be happy.
But this is what you dont see:
The darkness is a part of me,
Intencified by pain.
My tears are my weakness,
And from being happy -
I have nothing to gain.
You're trying to take away
The other half of me,
But here is the sad truth:
I might give up without this,
My resilliance to my life.
The world would be too quiet
Without my constant inner scream.
I could begin to fade away.
Without the darkness of my life
It is hard to see the light.
Without this constant nightmare
I may never know a dream.
And without this pain i'll always face
To keep me from going numb,
I might forget that im still alive.
I might forget to breathe.
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