ebb of dreams swam at the depths
and will no longer found on the shore

Shout or scream,
no one will hear
it was already on the ocean floor

to always have this feeling
a feeling that never quits
as it is more depressing
the deeper and darker that it gets

it seems that all these blackened walls
keep closing in on me
where there's not a day i can't recall
of ever feeling free

it's a miracle this broken heart
can keep up with its beats
this feeling that i'm not at all
never seems to leave

shadows in the corners of my soul
beating the happiness out of me
depression has the remote control
changing channels as i breathe

i always have this feeling
that i'm feeling will never quit
it gets more depressing
the deeper and darker that it gets

Hello mum,
Can you hear me?
Time cannot heal the wounds created by your death,
Every time I feel familiar with this ache inside of me, isolation claws at my chest and square one greets me again,
The nightmares constantly visit me, in them I see you suffer, then wake to cry tears I wish you could wipe away,
You were wrong, I cannot cope, I am not okay...