To live a day without air,
Not a single breathe to take.
The world has no color,
As the skies turn grey.
Your eyes loose their focus,
Not bearing the sight they recieve.
The heart beats slowly,
As the life it once hold,
Begins to flow out through each passing beat.
You hope in your head,
This is all a dream.
Before reality strikes you,
You be falling on your bed lifelessly.
Depression...
It can hurt.
Not a single breathe to take.
The world has no color,
As the skies turn grey.
Your eyes loose their focus,
Not bearing the sight they recieve.
The heart beats slowly,
As the life it once hold,
Begins to flow out through each passing beat.
You hope in your head,
This is all a dream.
Before reality strikes you,
You be falling on your bed lifelessly.
Depression...
It can hurt.