The song of the Depressed
Slowly as life begins to settle down, I become aware of the discontent that gnaws at my heart.
I don’t know what it is about. First I thought it was freedom, then love, then God, then Truth…
Yet I have not been able to give it a name…
It fills my sleep with nightmares.
It sucks energy out of me.
It disturbs my life.
Harsh words & violent blows
Hidden secrets nobody knows
Eyes are open, hands are fisted
Deep inside I’m warped & twisted
So many tricks & so many lies
Too many whens & too many whys
Nobody’s special, nobody’s gifted
I’m just me, warped & twisted
Sleeping awake & choking on a dream
Listening loudly to a silent scream
Call my mind, the number’s unlisted
Lost in someone so warped & twisted
On my knees, alive but dead
Look at the invisible blood I’ve bled
I’m not gone, my mind has drifted
Don’t expect much, I’m warped & twisted
Burnt out, wasted, empty, & hollow
Today’s just yesterday’s tomorrow
The sun died out, the ashes sifted
I’m still here, warped & twisted
