A Dead Flower Waiting To Bloom

So many promises of the life out there
A life with smiles, a life without despair
So many dreams once held in my heart
Dreams that were broken and torn apart

So many people telling me what it’s like
That everything will be different, I’ll fly like a kite
Once this depressive illness has gone
They tell me that it won’t be too long

So I sit there, listening to their words
Blacking out my pain, my cries unheard
Watching them as they laugh and smile
Dying inside, all the while

Listening to them one by one, as they speak
Whilst a single tear, falls down my cheek
They tell me that things will be all right
They tell me that I can survive this fight

I want to believe them like I did before
But now the pain is too much to endure
Killing me softly, I’m dying inside
Haven’t even got the strength to hide

I sit here; the world continues to turn
Each day fresh pain, a new lesson to learn
Living the same day over again
Everything seems to remain the same

Somehow I don’t think I’m meant for this life
This world is not for me, and all this strife
Is just to show me that I don’t belong
It’s been showing me the signs now for so long

Like a dead flower waiting to bloom
I sit here waiting, crying in my room
It was so long ago that I died inside
I told them I was fine, I know I lied

The truth is, I don’t know if I can live with this strife
How do you bring the dead back to life?
I don’t think I can carry on like this for much longer
My body gets weaker as the pain gets stronger

Unless there’s somebody who can bring back the dead
Who have died alone inside their own head
I think that I’ll always just be this way
Tears and pain, day after day

Any comments would mean a lot to me right now x