It’s funny to me how people wanna tell me how to deal with my depression
knowing that if they were on the same side of the fence, they’d fear my depression
They believe it’s all in the mind & in a way it is
but when you think about it, it’s more of how life really is
They claim to understand your battle when we’re in 2 different wars
trying to tell you how to heal yourself when they don’t relate to your scars
You can’t tell me how to save myself when the same thing isn’t killing you
can’t tell me your methods work for me because your remedy is only healing you
We all have our demons  & devils on different levels
some only have a few, some may have several
Put yourself in my shoes & I’ll see if you can survive that dark world to which I reside
would you give up too quick or **** yourself knowing you tried
You can see what I’m going thru but could you really handle it
you feel my rage within my soul, but could you bare to manage it
Now let’s switch back sides & tell me again how to win my fight
How to keep from tearing myself apart to understand this thing called life
From the outside looking in, you’d probably think it’s a walk in the park
but when you put on my shoes, I guarantee you wouldn’t know where to start
☆ Poetic Venom ☆