Lost Hope


United States
39° 50' 7.6956" N, 83° 47' 1.104" W

My thoughts have taken the long way out
Everything I do kills me now.
The beautiful ugly that resides in my mind,
The silence that screams at me all the time.
I take the medicine day after day.
Yet the physical and emotional pain just stays.

Depression is like running
Down a long, dark road,
Migraines are the fear
That accompanies me.

I take the medicine without fail,
But I never prevail.
It will never work, it says
So then I roam back to my bed.
I’ll try to just sleep it off.

My hope has quickly faded away
Whatever I do,
It will not stay.
I wish there was something I could do.
To maybe, possibly, pull through.
It will take all my strength,
But along with hope, that’s faded away.

I try to sleep, but cannot
The throbbing in my head
tells me I may not.
The pain in my head won’t go away
I’m afraid my trouble is here to stay.


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