Depression

 

Long, sleepless nights spent lying in bed

Angry, bitter thoughts, circling round my head

Too many tears in the night stay hidden

Too often, suicidal thoughs slip, univited, in

 

Thinking of the things locked up inside

Including the times I’ve cheated and lied

All of the things I wish I’d said

Oh God help me, I wish I was dead

 

How would they feel if I was gone?

It doesn’t matter, I’m not the only one

Why don’t any of them feel like this?

I really don’t think there’s anyone I’ll miss

 

Why on earth did I find it so hard

To once in a while let down my guard?

Only now as you hold my hand and cry

Can I finally prepare to say goodbye