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by Moose Apr 3, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
You did this to me To find this weakness I have kept. To know that for ever and ever I’ve wept To summon these demons to my side, Fear and doubt won’t break my pride To nothing whatsoever, No shadow of hope Your wistfulness ended with this rope Think I don’t know what goes on in your head? Dreaming, so peacefully, asleep in your bed, Cringe and dissolve, this fear approved, With those words of love, so deeply moved, Frightened discoveries, forever in life, Your wistfulness ended with this knife. Surprising mysteries of doubt inside, In the waking shadow my darkness will glide Forever and ever I know I have wronged. The truth in this ending, life not prolonged. Devastation and wealth all roll into one Your wistfulness ended with this gun My eyes they close, heavy with dread These stories of destruction fill my head Twisted and tried I have a different right To those who I knew that put up a fight. To forget and to hold, No one ever still Your wistfulness ended with this pill Frightened for the living, happy for the dead, And deprived for the poor who forever have fled, It’s said and done, all the tides have turned, In my mind all fear and depravity has burned. Trivial problems, the frightened hearts thump. Your wistfulness ended with this jump Gravity of realizing what lies beneath There is no forgetting, the same to grief Aroused to the knowing of the wilfulness pain To cry is the devil, just I am to blame. It’s all just depression, frightened with power Because you’re wistfulness ended in this very hour