I feel like I can't speak
I want to just yell, shout, and scream
But I can't
I want to be productive
Play the piano and just exhale something inspired and creative
But I can't
I have a desire to feel anything else
To smile and laugh sounds terrific
But I can't
Because I am a prisoner to my depression
It has chained me to this bed
As much as I want to get up, the shackles just chafe my skin
My skin has become so dry I just want some type of moisture
Longing for the sweet hydration of relief
The relief of joy
When will this end?
I want to be release
But I can't find the key
Feb 18, 2016
Feb 18, 2016 at 10:04 PM UTC
I feel like I can't speak
I want to just yell, shout, and scream
But I can't
I want to be productive
Play the piano and just exhale something inspired and creative
But I can't
I have a desire to feel anything else
To smile and laugh sounds terrific
But I can't
Because I am a prisoner to my depression
It has chained me to this bed
As much as I want to get up, the shackles just chafe my skin
My skin has become so dry I just want some type of moisture
Longing for the sweet hydration of relief
The relief of joy
When will this end?
I want to be release
But I can't find the key
