D
     e
          e
               p into the darkness
Romancing the fears bubbling up inside
I danced with my demons
And sing with the beast under my bed
I swallow my pills like m&ms
And chatted with the voices in my head
The mirror show me everything i hid
And i forgot when i dissappe

my eyes are sore.
each night i meet the sun
and add up the hours
i add up the hours from
work, work, college
i calculate
how long i slept,
and there's never enough time
in the daytime
to do what i need to do,
but i cannot be tired.
i have such a long way to walk

I missed a day yesterday.
Wasn’t feeling very positive
So I went day drinking.
If I’m honest I’m not feeling up to it today either.
So instead of being morose I’ll just leave this here.
Until another day.

At the end of the day we're all memories getting ready to fade away

A selfish destiny
A dying memory
Human but are we?

We destroy the earth
Lower each other's worth
Monsters from birth

Insult after insult
Why die when we're old
Our souls already dark and cold

Every day seems blue
Consider other's but don't forget about you
Show love whether false or true

For life is a gift
Respect forgive those who stay or those who have left
For whom do not hear or see your love are blind or deaf.

Odd standing alone
Before becoming
One of them

Their gathering looks
Warm from the outside
Will I become singed
When leaning into the
Friction they generate
Trying to hide
From each other

Being with them feels
Like I might
Shed some armor
And give up
That loneliness
Of staying outside looking in

Each one is hard to hate
Closeup,
How long must I wait
To be noticed
How shall I  
safeguard myself
Without degrading another
Lean in, stay curious

Don't burn, burn yourself in depression;
Make it burn, let burn of this creation:

A bludgeoning ball of your meaty mind
That could detonate, if not duly declined.

Only you're not in the caliginous cave
All sustain storms, though not brave;

Still they steer, and stitch their scars,
And the light they've after such wars.

Days are bronze, silver and gold, wait,
And trust your destiny, a faithful mate,

What wealth to your waiting it brings,
And your scattered joys it again strings.

Don't burn, burn yourself in depression;
Make it burn, let burn of this creation.