depression acts like a poison.
it lurks into your bones and teeth.
your thoughts, within your mind, turn to repetition
depression, a thick slimy substance that comes up from the deep.
let me speak to you, all the secrets within.
worry, hope, love and dreams are in me.
forgotten i am tossed aside.
i am the world only you can escape to.
do you hear her?
the voice within the wind?
do you feel her?
my gentle glass world with holes to look through
here my mind use to be open and my thoughts flew
so beautiful the colors that shine
blues, blacks, and purples, so fine.
may it break
may it burn
may it fall
let the pressure ruin it