Broken

Nightmare

My mind is consumed by blackness.
There's nothing left of my soul.
My hope is shattered beyond repair.
My heart's an empty hole.

I wish I could scream for help,
But I can't seem to find my voice.

If I could, I would die tomorrow,
But I don't have the choice.

Pushed aimlessly through life
I don't even want to improve.
I'm sure I could escape if I tried hard enough.
But I'm just too weak to move.

My entire existence is meaningless.
Nothing has a purpose anymore.
I could sleep for hours, for days, for years
And still wake up tired and sore.

Luck has put a curse on me.
Love hates my guts.

Happiness is far from me.
Even pain has lost my trust.

If I manage to fall asleep at night
I pray I don't wake up.
They tell me how life is beautiful,
But I think I've had enough.

The days blend together.
The nights are painfully slow.
They want me to keep living,
But I died long ago.

Nothing that you say to me
Will ever bring me back.
I used to care way too much.
Now caring is what I lack.

So with my last ounce of strength, I'll wave my white flag.
Congratulations, depression. You win.
The difference between you and me, my dear
Is when you wake up, your nightmare ends.