"Shadows in the Abyss"

The Familiar Darkness

Depression, that goddamn old familiar friend,
A darkness that never seems to end.
It creeps in slowly, a thought at first,
But soon it takes over, becomes the fucking worst.

A difference between a room and being motherfucking inside,
Feeling the weight of the darkness, the goddamn tide.
The intrusive thoughts that creep in,
"I don't give a shit want to be here," but then they spin.

You bat them away, like a fly or a damn smell,
But when it hits you fully, it's hard to fucking dispel.
It's who you are, nothing else,
On the outside, you look the same, pretending is hell.

You start to hate yourself, so fucking alone,
Unbelievably fucking lonely, even when you're not alone.
You can be with someone you fucking love,
But you're not really with them, it's not enough.

We think we know what's going on with others,
But we don't, we're all just covering our ass.
Everyone is fighting a battle we can't see,
Blind spots that consume, set us free.

It's something wrong with you, it's true,
But it's also fucking exhausting, and so goddamn blue.
It's a void, a hole of nothingness,
Where no one wants to talk, no need to impress.

But it's familiar, you've been here before,
Gotten out of it, but it's a room you remember no more.
That's what's scary, the unknown,
But you must remind yourself, you've grown.

Depression, a motherfucking parasite in my mind
Hijacking thoughts, making them blind
Deep inside my head, thoughts sinking and drowning
Hiding in the shadows, a constant haunting.

-Rue