You kissed me on a dare, oh, You godlike thing. And I imagine you thought it spectacular, Thought you held me like a king I could still feel the concrete under my feet, my feet in their shoes, Ever aware
There is an insect inside of me His name is depression He's feasting on my innards The pain moves up to my brain It spreads through my veins Now I'm shaking and choking on my own blood Tearing up Would that I could And I am so very tired If I could only end it all Where am I, what can I do to stop this?