Faded echos carried by the wind
A cry for help heard by none
A heart that others will try to mend.
All belonging to a boy wanting to be heard by one.
A boy who wants to help those in need.
A boy who cant save himself from hell. Many nights seeing how much he will bleed.
Hoping one day to be able to tell. Stories of his triumphs

Oh how I wish I could be like him
The one who makes everything ok
The one that always saves the day
The one who chases people's fears
         away
The one that can say do not fear I am
          here
The one called a hero

Lying awake in my bed
I often wish I was dead
Only wondering if it would be worth
Not only do I wish to perish but along
       with me the memories you may
       cherish
Knowing I only ruin good things
I openly accept I may die today
Never again will you have to worry
        about me
Goodbye my friends

You say you're there but never show
You say you care but never act
You say you tell the truth but only lie
You say you love but only spite
You never do its as simple as that

The sky begins to darken as the clouds gather overhead
Rain slowly starts to fall as you watch from inside wishing this storm would pass you look onwards and you see lightning in the distance as your hope begins to dwindle thunder crashes making your ears ring with pain but then you realize this is no storm it's your life the clouds depression the rain your sorrowful tears the lightning
The quick glimpse of light before you are swallowed by the darkness the thunder the voices of those with the audacity to tell you get over it

I'm stuck in a never ending battle
One that shakes me like a rattle
Armed with the sword of hope
And a shield of antidepressants
It is rather unpleasant
More often than not quite deadly
Like a broken record
Playing the same depressing melody

A meadow lies beyond a small house
Within this meadow is a small patch of flowers
A single flower stands out among the rest
It’s stem greener than the grass around it
It’s pedals a bright golden yellow like the sun
However it’s beauty would be hidden forever
Within a small patch of flowers
Within a meadow
Behind a small house