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Depression can be scary, especially when you are a Christian. |
| I feel broken inside with these tears I cry At a loss for words my pen still writes. A turmoil unseen with pain unclear I'm not sure whats wrong, I just know its here. Tears of blood run down my face With each drop comes throbs of pain. I thought you left, but running you came Consuming me in your darkest dream. I run and I hide, but you find me each time Pulling me down, drowning me in your cloud I scream and writhe-my heart in agony. But worse comes yet the apathy For those I once held close to my heart For dreams and hope-for life itself. I know I must fight, get out of this lake But, its so hard, the torments so great. I feel lost and alone-an unearthly spirit- I want to hold on, but you grab me and sneer At my weakness. My fall is near, and slowly I lose my hold, my fingers slipping, life is so cold. Nonexistant I was, a nonexistant I am- I want to hold on, but fear no longer I can. So I am breathing the last of my haunting song- But I must admit it feels incomplete, still undone. |