Why do I feel like I’m always running,
Always chasing after you?
I’m trying to hand you the baton
On the track, and you sprint ahead of me,
Leaving me in the dust.
For once, could you try to contact me?
For once, could you think of me first?
Or will you just keep on running?

You never have enough time for me
Brush me off when I call
Read messages yet don't reply
No time for me and my life at all

No time to hold hands like before
I sense a pattern emerge
Want you to trace lines on my skin once more
Need to relight the fire that used to surge

I hate how you ignore when I'm lonely
Love you but you'll never have time I have learned
This is goodbye, now you'll be alone,
With the same silence you thought I deserved

You didn't make time to listen
Just did what you always do
You never had time to show me your love
Now I haven't got any for you

The bottom of the nowhere land
has got me torn and jaded.
Learned alot from-
say no more!
I’ve learned alot.

Kiss me in the rain water
somewhere, someone must feel it.
Lies through the teeth
have made the sight weak
No, no more.

Littered with sand storms and hateful
the tides pulling off from the *****
Crack the skull-
pull out the pain,
That’d be nice.

Call out to the voices of heaven
do you hear more than you thought?
That’s just your-
Nevermind that.
I’m sure it’s all true.

Lizard skin and slithering wellspring
locked into eternity’s grip
What could it mean?
Or does that question
Even make any sense?

Laying awake night is probably one of worst things about depression.
Because you’re neither tried or energized.
You just lay there.
Depression isn’t just being sad.
Depression isn’t just sitting at home because your to upset to go out.
It’s so much more.
It’s hard for people to talking about depression.
Just like the incarcerated cousin at family gatherings.
Or the just not so okay uncle that’s a little to close with kids.
But not talking about “it”
Is something you shouldn’t do.
Depression is something that can’t be defined.
It’s like water in a glass.
Shape shifting.
But we all still love and appreciate water?
So why not depression?
Ohh because it changes the loved one?
But what if the loved one really needed you to be there
But instead you ignore them because you think they need space.
Be there. No matter what.
Attempt to talk to them. Don’t push them away
Don’t ignore them when they are screaming for help.
Would you help a loved one if they were in pain?
Or would you just watch them suffer.
That’s what ignoring the topic of depression does.

Nevermind what I said,
       all those years ago, leaning into you with the soft gravity of love.
Nevermind where we were,
       even though it's just a few feet away from me right now.

Forget the way it was said,
       the words uttered low, sweet to your ears, almost tangibly yours.
Forget the way it made you feel,
       each syllable serenading your jilted senses.

Please take away the memory,
       tear from me the double edged recollections
of you.

I have made mistakes, who hasn't?
I have been wrong but I still try
I have been hurt and broken down
But I am at my strongest when I cry

I have been weak and I have been blind
I have been misled along the way
But I am still able to hold my head
High at the end of each thoughtless day

I know what it is like to fall
Rejection is a good friend of mine
I have learned to accept the fact
I may never be able to truthfully say "I'm fine."

But I will not focus on the bad
Or sad songs the radio plays
Instead I'll wish for sunshine
Ignore dark clouds and rainy days