This session of writing, depression inside me, my life slowly slipping away
im getting bored easy, ya life is just teasing, and i dont know just what to say
ive fallen and spoken, yes my hearts been broken, but thats not why im here
her feelings evade me, shes driving me crazy, so why is this feeling so dear?
ive mended, transcended, made my way back up, so why do i feel like this?
my being transpires, for my true desire, perhaps its the feelings i miss
the touching and dancing, of younger romancing, back when times were good
im feeling so weary, my thoughts are so dreary, and im just so missunderstood
the feelings that find me, dont often describe me, for i often wear a mask
i wear it wisely, im often disguised see, and noone ever sees past
my feelings concealed, no nothings revealed, noone knows something is wrong
and tis not the season, perhaps its the reason, but why is this feeling so strong?
fell my body collapse, as my mind gets trapped, only one thing stays the same
my heart is still beating, my mind keeps repeating, just one word.. a name
how can this happen, and why in this fashion, whats going on in my life
why do i worry, ya why do i scurry, theres still so much to decide
so strong my emotion, as such my devotion, why does this happen to me?
they say great things last, but i fall so fast, so why is it she cant see?
the cold and depression, await my confession, to omit my sins to them
but slowly im changing, my lifes rearranging, continuing to stem
if ever its over, of loss and of closure, then happiness may be found
but until the day, where the games wont be played, i cannot sleep sound
the clock is ticking, ya its got me thinking, the feelings follow me
so until the day, where my mind gets saved, i cannot be free
silent i stand, for the world to understand, its just another day
the cold sinks in, and settles again, as slowly my life slips away.
Dustin B. Unrath april 8th 2008
