I can’t get out of bed,
Yet I can never sleep,
I’m always feeling sad,
Yet I can never weep,
This defines depression,
It’s like living in a hurricane,
Always feeling numb and weightless,
Yet always in so much pain,
Some days it’s so unbearable,
That I don’t want to live,
Others it’s hardly there,
And not one sign it gives,
It’s almost like a cloud,
That follows me around,
Sometimes it doesn’t rain,
Sometimes I almost drown,
Whenever I am drowning,
Darkness is all I see,
And I think that the world,
Would be better without me,
Better without me being around,
And being in a better place,
Hoping no one remembers me,
So I don’t leave a single trace.