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Can't See The Light
Tonight, I'm not doing well.
My mind is in a bad place.
It's forcing me to withdraw.
I'm trying to find some space.
This has already gotten bad
And it keeps on getting worse.
Why do I have this burden
Of having to deal with this curse?
I feel something around me
It has me constricted
The outcome of these
Can never be depicted.
I'm here all by myself
I have to be by design
Nobody can see me like this
I want them thinking I'm fine.
My body keeps growing tense
My muscles are getting tight
As this depression grabs ahold
I no longer see the light.
Copyright ©
Mathew Sturgeon
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