depression

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nothing makes me happy
and im always sleepy
i dont care about anything
even about my darling

i just cant remember
its like last tuesday in november
i just cant imagine colors
and someone closed the doors

i know i let you down
now, can you let me drown?
in ocean fulled with my tears
you must only ram up your ears

now its getting late
its not easy to operate
all alone without the phone
im crying with a silent half-tone

someone told me to be happy
but for me its too heavy
i cant imagine the things
everything is black like a dark angel wings

i dont need attention
i dont like your bad intention
i only need to tell somebody
how it feels my rigid body

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