Depression
Down in my hearts ocean
I will drown in my selfish emotion
My hearts empty room yet deafening commotion
My heart is black, sitting with no motion
As I throw stones to skip in the sea
As a symbol of sympathy
Cause this ocean is a endless hole
And one day, It'll fill full
And a weight that sits on my shoulders
Painful and as heavy as boulders
Dragging me under the ground
Into the ocean until I drown
Surrounded by burning coal
In this seemingly endless hole
Now covered in ash
Burning skin and soul
Crawling up through the grime
Rushing with impatience and so little time
The water and blood weighing down on my chest
And my hands loose grip and become numb, maybe for the best
But with a gasp of air which I now crave
I break through ash and coal and rise above my grave
But the burning ambers on my body took its toll
My souls puppet of flesh now a ragdoll
With no movement I float above the sea of blood
A heart that had a pain flood
The walls are going to fall and cave in
But I have two arms which can hold up anything
So limp and so cold
Reaching upward for something to hold
Now I am freezing even with all the coal and fire
But I break through with strong will and desire
Stuck in this thick pool of memories
I have stepping stones helping me
Step by step I emerge from this this hole below
And soon it will be a distant memory from long ago
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