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I dont want my pain to be your pleasure
My heart so numb
Blame it on the acupuncture
Confessions of a dangerous mind
That's a real life horror

Depression is your way out
Not the best way to scape but you make it alive
Drowned myself in these narcs
I feel like death is my suicide
Consumed in my own darkness
Lost in a sea of mortality
That's my suicide

Creeping up is this paranoia
Keeping me up all night
Damm how much I hate you insomnia
Anxiety attacks
Panic unrest
So much chaos and disorder
Someone just pull the trigger
I'm tired of seeing the loser
On the other end of the mirror
How much I've become weaker
If only the tears were getting fewer
But now they run down quicker

Falling ,drowing deeper
Into force we call bipolar disorder
I'm calling for a savior
Hurry up for my voice is getting fainter

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