Casted over me is a loom of doom.
Chained to the negativity it becomes hard to bare.
Crushed by my despair I drag it around and wear it as my armour.
Cursing at myself for the dark emotions, I shrike alone.
Covered by love I still reject.
Cannot receive when there's no respect for myself.
Chasing away the ones I hold dear is the only way I can endure.
Carrying memories that hold me back, I relive alone.
Costs I pay for my depression.
Jan 22, 2019
Jan 22, 2019 at 10:23 PM UTC
Casted over me is a loom of doom.
Chained to the negativity it becomes hard to bare.
Crushed by my despair I drag it around and wear it as my armour.
Cursing at myself for the dark emotions, I shrike alone.
Covered by love I still reject.
Cannot receive when there's no respect for myself.
Chasing away the ones I hold dear is the only way I can endure.
Carrying memories that hold me back, I relive alone.
Costs I pay for my depression.
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