Burial Poem by Fired Heart

I feel so down;
This low has reached new depths.
I wish I could control how I was feeling;
I need to give my life a new meaning.

It’s hard to tell; perhaps impossible to explain,
They will never understand the things I have seen.
I don’t want to tell the stories or re-live the pain.

It’s easier to agree and say things aren’t that bad:
When every sinew of my body is ceasing;
Every thought in my mind is screaming

I don’t need a doctor to tell me I’m depressed.
I don’t want their drugs;
I want to clear out this mess inside my head

I rummage around trying so hard to find myself
With each passing day I sink further in
The light is fading
How long will it be until it is gone

He put out my light
Life was cold and dark

I didn’t believe life would go on; it did.
Now everything is heavy;
Oh, why do I fight each day to live?

(22/9/06)