Depressed songs I write
Sitting here way into the night.
In my tortured dungeon
Waiting for the morning light.
My breath is shallow as the blood runs down.
Never knowing this feeling existed.
My heart yearns at the thought of you.
But know that you're completely through.
Your name echos through my mind
as I try, unsuccessfully at best.
Forever your familiar face
Will haunt my dreams
As I try to be completely clean.
I will be free from you...
Free is what I'll be eventually.
I still want you even
After the harsh words and
Cruel things you've said and done.
Your the drug they call love.
My mind, body, and soul withdraw as my dreams take flight
filled with heaven and hell
demons and angels
you and me