Lost,
In my labrinth of depression,
Cold, lonely,
The sky threatening to drown me,
With its heavy rain,
I don't believe in gravity,
Do I believe in anything?
I question my world,
My empty world,
What else is there?
I ask no-one,
I have no faith,
No choice but to roam,
This lonely prison,
I walk,
One step, two steps,
Why can't I go further?
I am not afraid!
"Yes, you are",
Heaven calls,
But I do not believe in Heaven,
I step into Hell,
*Isn't that where I was anyway?