at first I felt everything
the good, the bad, and the sad
but one day all of that was gone
and all I could feel was the darkness
everything was gone - my happiness, my love, my life
and then they started feeding me pills like candy
it worked for a while - but isn’t it too good to be true?
now I’m back in this place
the drugs don’t work anymore- but as I feel it come over me, I realize
my depression has become the inescapable drug - do I really want to get better? Or am I comfortable in the darkness?