Indecision strangles each move.
Fingertips fail to find my groove.
Telling myself each day is new -
still I end each one feeling *******.

One foot in front of the other.
Path remnants lay helpless, smothered.
Shivers convulse, yet I feel burned.
My knees give way, a fate deserved.

Fostering this forbidding fog,
how then could I divert the blame?
Eyes caked in self-destructive smog,
I solely have myself to frame.

For passion once consumed within,
melted my mind and charred my skin.
Hence I froze my heart wearing thin.  
Icy marshes conceal my sin.

Now I live each day terrified
that my heart may beat intensified.
So I keep it all inside -
off my desires and distastes hide.

Afraid to calibrate failure;
I set no goals - not my nature.
Bracing for the cryptic pressure,
wanting fruits of lucky labour.

Negative emotions,
always so much stronger.
Positive ones never
stay to linger longer.

For a heart can be filled
to the brim with delight.
While one can live dying
ever deeper inside.

'I think we should stay friends.'
I knew this was coming.
And yet these words sting like
shards of ice to tired eyes.

My heart freezes over,
but my legs slowly melt.
Now knee-deep in defeat,  
I curse the day I fell.

How I wish that I could describe,
how I feel when that music strikes.
Tickling all my senses inside.
Passion warms me as it ignites.

Tunes by my side, clock strikes midnight.
Boosted through miles - I run, I ride.
Heartache, love and peace coincide.
Music narrates my opaque life.

I want to fly, I want to dive.
I want to live and feel alive.
For once I lack the wish to die.
My heart, my soul, my feelings revive.

I have never felt this way about anyone before now.
But I have also never felt depression until this hour.
You are a spot of peace, in a mind on
fire.
But what if you are not heaven, just a lesser hell which I desire?

shatter your heart first
so it won’t be broken

trade your soul first
so it won’t get stolen

take your life first
so it won’t get ruined