Depression-Strikes

When I was younger I had orange and green flowing through my viens When I was younger I would, swear by Collins name When I was younger I thought I was Bane When I was younger I, thought I was lame I would hide hide myself behind my pages I would shield myself in my phrases I would call out to anything that was listening I would look up at the stars and pray for ages When I younger I had a plan When I was younger everything seemed to have a place When I was younger I thought that my dreams were something I could attain When I was younger I had hope for the human race And now I wake up in the morning to the ringing in my head The fir

I've got a problem in my head Its in my soul, its in my bed I see it in my minds eye I just can't see it with my true eyes I don't know your name And I can't see your face I just know that your there I just know that I'm scared I was walking down the street And I felt you behind me I turned around and spied Nothing but empty air behind I wonder to myself If I were to see your face Would I finally understand Why its me you try to chase Cause its all I got in me To make another bend of my knee And its all I got in me To make anything but you, what I see And I just don't know your name But I see the scars you can't let fade And I

Behind my mask, I am dying. Does no one see through it? Am I a shadow in the darkness? Behind my mask, I am bleeding. The redness drips endlessly. Gushing, there is no hope. Behind my mask, I am crying. Rivers flow from my eyes. Tears, forever falling. Behind my mask, I am suffering. Fear has consumed me with a grip. Chains pierce my soul, pulling tight. Behind my mask, I am burning. The fires blaze on, burning my reason. Smoke clouds my sight, where is the light? Behind my mask, I am drowning. Choking on the despair, I am lost. Suffocating in this nightmare, is there any end?

A Stor Ma Chroi please sing to me A Stor Ma Chroi remind me, what it means to be A Stor Ma Chroi please come to me A Stor Ma Chroi wrap me up, in your warmth and joy On this night, like so many before I sit, and wait For an angels embrace I may not know who I am Or even who she is But I know we exist And I hope together, we'll live And so A Stor Me Chree please sing to me Hold me tight, As we drift to sleep I wonder how you sound, when you breathe I wonder how it feels, to sing you to sleep On this night, without Solace in sight I wonder what it means, to truly be free I am trying to find, a soul inside To dig into my flesh, an

Right over there I had my first kiss in the snow Her hair was glistening as it melted Just like her eyes Her lips, every time they touched mine I was hit right by her sweet sensuality Just like a drought of fine wine She hit me with comfort and. accesoriety But a thousand days and twice as many miles I haven’t seen her in quite a while And I, Gotta say I think I miss her   I think I miss her after while But I, don’t miss her But I think that I, I miss her Even though I don’t, I miss her See I, understand that Its not her that I miss It’s the feelin’ of her lips It’s the feelin' of her arms around me

Nights like these feel like I should be in a smoky bar drinking shitty alchohol That is if I could stand the taste of alchohol Or the smell of cigarette smoke for that matter Nights like these…. They take me back to all my happy memories Times where I was embraced with love and warmth Images of women and friends flash through my head My dead dogs, fallen family, and lost friends They stroll through my mind And I raise a glass to them as they pass For now it is only dr. pepper, but perhaps when the taste of alchohol doesn’t make me want to vomit and my esophagus burn then I will toast them truly I seek companionship My first in

I stumble I fall Shambling along with this weight on my shoulders It pushes me down I stumble I fall I barely find the strength to crawl along a parade of pills and pain flashes through my brain I am drowning in misfortune I am dying on my own I need help I search for God Only to stumble on my own sin Lucifer cackling his way to my soul I am lost Though I track the halls of my digital fortress I am lost I am the technomancer I have full control over this network The sniffer's, the firewalls, the data, and encryption I can ruin everything with the click of a button Logic Bomb's are illegal... I hurt I stumble I fall I fe

Having dealt with the pain for far too long, I can't escape this hell. Even though I ruined myself trying to meet your expectations and excel. Living this way was a nightmare that'd never end, I feel like an empty shell. People just never seem to see my suffering, as I try to say my final farewell. Misunderstanding me is all you've ever done with me. Especially when all I ever wanted was to be happy and free. Perhaps I should've tried harder to achieve perfection. Lost my mind trying to get love and affection. Excepting me never happened, even when I'd try to make a connection. And now I can't even stand to see my own reflection. Scarred by

  ah the air of highschool drama and stupitidy. HI my names kathy though nobody really knows me,im a nobody of course.  recently i finally made friends for once i smiled and was inspired. but after a while i noticed these friends were  being the good friend i am i told my best friend but she didnt believe me at all. i felt heartbroken and just left alone,   until that day came and i have been losing it ever since.enough about that lets get to right now shall we?                                                    ----prolouge---   the hallways were cheerful you could say,in the side were these happy goths at the side the cheerleaders