I sit in silence.

My body print sculpted into my bed.

Can their possibly be any more tears left to shed?

Life use to be a simple as 1, 2,3

But now I hear my soul begging, pleading to be let free.

I just sit in silence.

It feels like every time I breathe my heart just continues to break

Like a zoo animal that realizes there is no life beyond that metal gate.

I can hear that voice screaming “Get up and put some water on your face”

Yet I cant bring myself to move at a normal pace.

So I sit in silence

Will there be an ending to this inner war I cannot shake?

Will I succumb to the enemy and wide up as sea bate?

Depression you say, is a state of mind

And that with time the world will once again be seen as kind

I plead it not take long for me to see the light

As I rot away in my room that stays dark as night.

Are their better days ahead of me?

Oh I’m sure there may be

But right now those days are far beyond what I can see.

So for now I sit in silence.