Depression
I'm suffering from depression
I'm really feeling down
I'm suffering from depression
I need to write this down
They say that I should see a doc
To tell me that I'm ill
They say that I should see a doc
And get from him a pill
But then the questions start to come
why do you feel this way?
Get it in your stupid head
I don't wish to flipping say!
I don't remember it's been so long
since I last laughed and joked
and why should I care anyway
being prodded and being poked
It seems that life just gets too hard
to hard for me to cope
but I'm not supposed to talk of it
being a grown up bloke
I lock myself inside my shell
and throw away the key
I lock myself inside my shell
not wanting to be free.
Sometimes I think about a bridge
and standing on the edge
sometimes I think about a bridge
a picture in my head
would I jump or be too scared
my mind spins like a reel
would it end all this numbness
and emptiness I feel
Copyright © Mark Longson | Year Posted 2019
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