Dripping down my face are ice-cold tears
Filling my bubble up with my own fears
Trying to drown me in a lake of misery
Leaving everyone else to solve this mystery
of why I am so sad and blue
not knowing of everything I say and do
These things are only coping mechanisms
I drag my pen across the scroll of deception
Every single one of you has seen what I can do
drawing, writing, whatever it is! I will start anew
Scribbling 'cross my blank canvas, I draw
Hopefully..this isn't my last straw
Dripping down your face are ice-cold tears
Filling thy bubble up with thine own fears
They try to drown thee in dark misery
Leaving everyone else to see the end of my mystery
Splish splash, drip drop
How in the world can anybody stop
The monster that I hath created?
My next action had already been fated
The scroll foretold my death, of mine sweet sorrow
Knowing I won't be there for your good morrow
You stand there, moving your mouths ever so slightly,
Hopelessly hoping I will be back by night,
But you know I won't be
right?
Is this just a dream? One where you can't wake up from?
Or is this real life, and I really am up above?
You want to wake up now, I can tell
Not wanting to believe I truly went to hell
For committing a crime, the one dubbed suicide
The action of one taking their own life
I can only hope that you will survive
and live on to see the light
of day, as you all shine bright
I wish and pray and hope with all my might
That you will help another through their fight
Depression, the one of many names
It is the being who shattered my soul, and remains
in the darkest pit of many people's lives
Including my life, the one that had died.
I can see your eyes bubbling up with tears
These tears are of hope, and not of your fears,
You have faith that I was sent up above
that I had, at last, found love
Tears are dripping down the faces we share,
Bubbling beneath, we try and show that we care
Crying over me, as we recite our nightly prayer,
which asks for a life of rare fair with pairs
of couples walking up and down the street,
fully aware of the depression they have beat.
