Swimming in my own blood,
I’m found void of emotion.
Groveling in the mud,
Like a fish who longs for the ocean.

Will I die out here in the sun?
Maybe pass away in the cold?
These things shall remain unknown
As long as my depression remains my gold.

Mady, you’re addicted to your misery?
None of it makes sense!
While your days grow ever shorter
The fog only gets more dense.

God, I’m starting to feel like my fate is sealed.
Even though it may just be the Enemy.
But the enemy hasn’t lied, for I truly have not healed.
He’s only exploiting the sadness within me.

Death is knocking at my door.
Will it be from my own hands?
Breaking hearts I didn’t even know.
Praying that someone understands.

So, the future can clearly be seen.
I know what all of the riddles mean!
I am broken, but my pieces are here!
I may be *****, but I can be clean.

Get away from me, you black dog.
Get away from me, you are torturous.
You sit on my back, and follow me around!
You are a leech, and you are murderous.

Swimming in my on blood,
Swinging from my own weight
Did I pass because of depression?
Or did I pass because of hate?