Depression

 

Again ill be exploring the bitter side of life

With a cigarette in my pocket and a half empty light

Making things right for I have wasted almost everything

Pretending I’m alright keeping these salty tears from falling

So I smoke cannabis to take the negativity away

But depression runs in my blood making my clouds turn gray

I practiced the art of locking the pain releasing a sigh

Making me numb with my emotions like when I smoke my a*s high

It’s an unorthodox feeling when you feel blue but your mind thinks of nothing

Plainly white as a paper newly produced with no writings nor drawings

The silver lining was bent, the path I took was bumpy

We all have our demons but my demons became my company

I’m lost in the wilderness I found a warm cabin to stay

I stayed too long inside that I forgot the scenery of a day

I locked my self in an asylum forced my self not to flee

Even if I passed my due I still sit there with shackles on my feet

I got the key on my hand but I decided to throw it away

So when I decided to walk out, I drag my feet everyday

I have this weight on my back like when I lose my balance I would easily fall

That pride I once had just suddenly dropped down flat to the floor

I have no friends before, plus my family is far away from where I’m standing

So I live life alone just me my bed and this things I’ve been smoking

I chain smoke to keep the momentum of my sanity on the go

I have that strong facade but deep inside I’m weak if you only know

I’m scared to be hurt I’m scared to hurt people who became my own

So much better lock my self in my room live life alone in the zone

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

ignore grammar problems, what do you think of the piece?