Mental deterioration, I lost touch with reality.
My presence brings so many casualties.
My brain is overwhelmed with drama.
My past brought so much trauma.
Invisible reflection of depression, is it a ghost?
Disappointment feeds on me like a host.
Swimming pool of insecurities so I can never boast.
Mentally burnt like an overdone roast.
I'm losing my mind, will I overcome?
No matter what happens, I will never forget where I came from.
I feel like I'm living in the great depression.
Lashing out on my loved ones, call it projection.
Chemical imbalance in my brain is a deadly weapon.
Longing for happiness even if it's only for a second.
A soft voice is telling me my pain can be someone's healing.
I'm starting to find darkness very appealing.
Unnatural sadness is my habitation.
Why do sorrow and I have a relation?
Why am I hyperventilating and constantly pacing?
Prozac and Xannies, will it help me with what I'm facing?
Why do we continue to buy the drugs they are lacing?
Spiritual pills I need to get back taking.
Anxiety is trying to put me in a hearse.
Prescription drugs to the face because my pain is becoming worse.
The devil is tempting me to grab that dagger.
Depression is most definitely a stabber.
Mental institutions don't have enough staff.
My mental problems can't even fit on a graph.
Deep inside I want to cry, instead I laugh.
I need help to make better decisions, someone speak on my behalf.
Please can you snort my painful lines.
Drifting toward the deep end, God give me a sign.
Mental sepsis, I'm about to flat line.
Desperately waiting for the sun to shine.
Dark secrets, pretending I'm doing just fine.
Depression meets anxiety, I see them intertwined.
Praying my suffering can be reassigned.
In Jesus name, depression get thee behind.
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