Everyday a living nightmare,
The worst songs floating through my head.
I was told it was never suppose to be like this,
but they lied and now it’s the worst experience.
The thoughts keep running round’ and round’,
the warm tears fall down and down,
stinging my face with every tear making it hurt.
I didn’t mean to make this worse,
I’m now stuck staring at the mess i made.
In my mind it’s dark and cold,
outside it’s a lie, a mask to always hide.
What i did was like a bullet to your heart.
The words you told me were like sharp razor blades to the skin.
I shouldn’t be thinking these thoughts, but they break in like a robber,
they take the happy thoughts, and leave me miserable.
Everyday, everyone says i’ll be fine,
but somehow it feels like i’m dying.
Wasting and rotting like a zombie.
Sound of breathing is all i hear,
There’s nothing there anymore.
“Just breathe and walk and live” is what i have to tell myself.
“It’s all going to be over soon.” which i know is a lie.
i’m in a war, a war with depression.
from the looks of it, depression is winning,
it always wins, it’s always going to win.
So for now, everyday is a living nightmare.