Depression

I sit in my room and look down,
Look back through all my life,
Then all I see is a bloody knife
Torn apart,
Like a broken book,
With such pain I dare not look.

I see my brother,
Red with rage,
Just like a lion in a cage.
Cursed like a soldier,
Hard as stone
I stand here fighting, all alone

That beautiful face,
That belongs to an angel,
Thoughts about how I have failed.
I try to change the course of life,
Being with you is all I want
Our love flowed like water from god’s holy font.

I stood there while they all took a turn,
I felt their words hit like red hot nails
My soul died as I felt my defence fail
Tears flowed for day after day
I held a gun inside my mind
The happiness I once had I could not find

by

Luce

and

Rex