Depression’s Lullaby for the Anxious Insomniac
I am never the one to call it quits
I am the one that quietly sits
There and takes the hits
Working hard to throw my hints
And always seems to throw the most fits
Giving myself away, pieces and bits
Hoping I’ll find somewhere that fits
But I just seem to fall into self-pity pits
So here I am, giving myself away
Throwing my life away day by day
Maybe if I could just find the words to say
They’re in my mind, I repeat them every time I pray
These demons I harbor I can’t seem to lay
Them to rest and so I always pay
The highest price and keep them at bay
Pretending I’m in control but they’re the hunters, me prey
See those images still seem to flood my mind
Trapped in my brain, jailed there, confined
And I let them control me, act like I’m blind
To the fact that I can get out of this bind
If I could just take the reins and find
The courage to put my past behind
Instead I sit there, resigned
My past and present permanently intertwined
But this is not how I want my story to end
If I could just break my habits, make them bend
Seal them away and send
Them flying, falling off the deep end
Maybe I need therapy, someone to lend
An ear to my issues, a friend
Instead I push people away and tend
To act like I’m okay, but it’s just pretend
And I’m sorry to those who try
Who sit there with me while I cry
Being my rock, never saying goodbye
And I know saying I’m easy to be around is a lie
So I just grit my teeth and sigh
Take a deep breath, turn my head to the sky
Most days I don’t want to live, but I’m afraid to die
Maybe I should just take everyone’s advice and get high…