Things Happen
[stop asking stupid questions…when we’re driving in the car]
Him: So… you have depression?
Me: Not really.
So, what do you feel?
Confused
About what…?
If I knew that.. then I wouldn’t be confused.
Ok… well HOW do you feel…
Numb.
To what?
Everything…
Like what?
Like… Anything.
Oh. Whatcha gonna do?
I’ll get through it… I always do.
Touching my face, to feel if I’m still there
But my cheeks are salty,
And my hands are shaking.
Laughing at myself,
And wondering at the same time
If I will ever laugh for real in the future.
These hollow gasps for air are
Becoming shallow attempts
At faking my way through
Each day.
Twisted thoughts are running
to my tongue
My mind Files and save them
for next time.
Because I can’t speak much
when I’m under this spell,
I can’t remember the last time
that I felt fine.
[I’m now so empty, I’m choking on these words,
And I never thought you wouldn’t be able to save me.]
I desperately need to be back in your arms
and to hear your comforting words
that never help me.
This is a life or death
Situation
Like I’ve never felt before
[Weare worthlessly complete…]
But I will not run there
Anymore
Because, everyone knows,
I have never deserved you.
So put the keys back in the ignition,
And keep on going till I’m gone.
Unless you must be mine.
Then I suppose just stop
Listening to me crying,
And never believe me
When I tell you I am fine.
[I suppose I’ll resort to keeping my mind off life.]
Wow… your pretty damn amazing… I like this part. “Im now so emtey, I’m choking on these words, And I never thought you wouldn’t be able to save me.” I have felt that way before… i think. Well, you rock. -Chris
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