My Personal Horror Movie
Feeling like Mac Miller should I pick a DVD
Or keep telling them leave me be
The stress is overwhelming, and I think it would be easier just to end it all
And then I think about everyone who I would be leaving or letting them fall
I feel bad and guilty which makes me want to keep going
But what about what I want
Seems to feel like Texas when it's snowing
Non-existent
That's how I feel sometimes or if I left that it wouldn't be that big of a difference
So, kill me now because some days I don't have the strength to do it myself
Other days I get a right turn away from going to heaven early
These are the thoughts in my head this Sunday morning
And I wish it was raining so I could go outside and walk in God's tears
And wipe all the bad thoughts away for another moment
Another day
Another tomorrow I will love my battle with depression
Embrace this counseling session listening to ascension
Continuing to move to the next mission
p.s. living is worth it, but you have to keep breathing to see what's next...
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