Chapter 1
Depression-It's a bottomless pit in
which I try to climb out of
Echoes of my screams that I can
only hear
The hallow grave traps my smile
Until my next coffee cup shows its faint shadow.
Thunder rolls and darkness tornadoes
around me
Clouds hug each other, causing tears
to pour out
It's ironic how hugs can make
those tears
No matter how many I receive, the
pain still lingers
Day by day, the world goes by
Four walls keep my fears alive
As they close in on me, I'nm suffocating
My mind goes from happy to sad,
always debating
Day by day, the world goes by
Four walls keep my fears alive
As they close in on me, I'nm suffocating
My mind goes from happy to sad,
always debating
Four walls keep my fears alive
As they close in on me, I'nm suffocating
My mind goes from happy to sad,
always debating
The pit doesn't seem so bottomlessS
anymore
My tears are flooding, rising me
to the top
Can pain and suffering be a good thing;
will my sorrow save me after all1?
Will I see tomorrow or drown in
the trenches?
As depression yanks my chain, it drags
me to my grave; I start to lose hope
I close my eyes and dream of a small
hand that will save me; until then,
my tears will carry me but I'l try
to stay afloat
