sadness is my closest friend
even though we never meet
he's somehow always there for me
when i'm fighting through defeat
his soothing tones drive me close
to my insanity
and although i don't call him
he still waits for me

i never liked pain
yet i fell in love with it

she is silver to his gold
her tone as cold as snow
he finds her and chases her
he's faster than she's slow

she runs away from him
but he refuses her answer
because as much as she hates him
that's how much he loves her

she falls weeping to the ground
praying to the earth
which plants her as a tree
and allowing her rebirth

he cries among her branches
winds a laurel wreath
he hates himself for trying
and he lives in his grief

they ask me
what is depression like?
they later leave me alone
going with other people
and i curl up in my bed
and cry
that is my depression
the cold feeling that settles around me like a cloud
watching them
when my tears are condensed into fog
clouding my eyes
all i want to do is to see clearly
i'm trapped in a hallway
with no end
i'm running and running from my depression
i feel nothing
when i suddenly fall
the dread that hangs around me all day

they don't notice
my fake smiles and teary eyes
my gloom hidden behind a mask of unfeeling
that
to me
is my depression

her skin is gleaming and gold
as precious as her smile
her eyes are brown with specks of green
like the first leaves of spring
she radiates growth
like mother nature herself
she is an everlasting rose
vibrant and sweet

i let you go,
made you hate me.
your beauty and kindness
why couldn't i see
that you love me so much
but i don't know why
now that you're gone
it's my turn to cry