I'm physically exhausted; tired
I want to take a bath and lean
back into it, avoid thinking about
you.. and forget everything that
makes me hate the world and me;
myself.

You don't understand, you say I'm
depressed but it's more than just
this.. I want to go home and smell
the air that surrounds me there
I want to step out into warm rain;
take in my fate and ignore my
designated place in the world..

My cold feet will slap against the
streets pavement and I wil stand;
awaiting my painful death
I've always believed that death
can never be painless anyways..

And honestly, I think I might just
crave this one thing because maybe
just maybe as they're crashing into
me... I'll awaken from a terrible
dream and realise I have a family
who cares and live a life where I'm
**h a p p y . . .