"Life is the dancer and you are the dance."
Eckhart Tolle

Sunday, January 31, 2010

Voices of depression

This depression hits me at times when I least expect it

It always unwelcomed and always like a stranger

That I don’t want to see

Or meet so if you must come to me

Can’t you at least come in the guise of a friend?

Who is looking out for my best?

Here I have nothing to do, but maybe die

Oh the sound of death

The song I want to sing

The chorus I want to join

Will they let me?

Back to the beginning when things were easy

Oh how I loved living

I enjoyed so many small pleasures

But now I just feel the same

Things bore the shit out of me

So easily and what is really happening here?

That is my question

I am so sad and depressed

Bored and alone with no one to want

Because they make me sick

All my options are shit

Go away will you please

Leave me alone

I prefer that as opposed to this

You bother me and I don’t like you at all

So just go away please

Can’t the voices of depression leave me alone?