LEAVING

With a quaking heart and trembling hands

i considered my choices in my head

looking out across barren land

i realized that id rather be dead

that let you do what you want to me

than let you crumble my pride away

i try to find meaning in this insanity

I'm trying to survive another day

you have latched on like a tremendous fear

you can not treat me like a broken dog

Ive closed my eyes, i will not hear

you say that I'm trapped in your fog

you can not hold me anymore

acting like your the only one that will care

I'm walking out your horrid door

and I'm not sorry, depression, to leave you there