Depression

Bottled up feelings that drive us insane, Yet we’ll do anything to hide our pain. The fake smile to mask our fear, Lying eyes that hold back each tear. So much anger we try to control, Try not to let take over our soul. The problems we face each day and night, Confused on how to make life right. The coldness we allow to consume us from within, Dedicating our hearts to the life of sin. Cursing God wondering why he’s shunned us so, Asking questions with answers no one can know. All the frustration we try to make right, Searching for answers so far out of sight. All the drama from which we try to stay clear, The troubling words we try not to hear. We begin to break under the pressures of life, And watch the blood run down the knife. Seeing those who are happy and got life right, While we quietly watch from the shadows, till the day we’ll step into the light.