Gravitate toward the groundA Poem by Braden AricGetting over depression with the use of love as a drug.
I'm not quiet
I've just got nothing to say. "Did something happen today?" "No that isn't it" I've only given up, giving in. "I swear I'm not depressed" God, I'm so alone. Everything is wrong. Nothing can be said. I'm dying for some rest. Everyday's a waste and I don't want to stay I don't want to stay around. Gravitate towards the ground Trying to get under it. I feel like s**t. Death is a gift. But that was months ago it feels like years. Face caked with dried tears. But change isn't slow. Feel the heat. Unreal glow. Now I've got someone. I guess that's all I need. Someone to tell me that I belong. "Nothing is wrong." But am I okay? or just disconnecting from pain. I hope that I'm not right; that it's not a drug replaced with night. That's when she comes and and melts away the problems. But left unattended they reform. © 2014 Braden AricReviews
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3 Reviews Added on May 25, 2014 Last Updated on May 25, 2014 AuthorBraden AricHouston, TXAboutI write a lot of songs through the day and I want other people to see them. This seems like the easiest way. more..Writing
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