Here we are again..

I found myself.. Sad once again..
A Zoloft down the drain.
Everything is still so beautiful..
But yet again..
I'm not the same..
Something just doesn't seem right?
My heart just isn't in it right now..
The grace and beauty I once saw in the world..
Was nothing but a grand illusion..
So I sit here..
Contemplating things I never felt I would think again..
Avett brothers blare in the background..
They've saved me so many times before..
But it's just now I realize..
The famous flower of manhattan won't be knocking at my door..