Come on inside
step into my mind
before you jump in fright
and before you go and take flight
let me explain the tangled web
of these feelings that flow and ebb
these feelings are no excuse
depression\'s not just a simple case of the blues
a bit of time that\'s bad
or a season that\'s unbearably sad
you see, depression is dark grey
a color of living death
the dead skin of a corps
depression is cold
sharp, heavy and unbearable
it\'s from the consistent blues
painted over and over
a poison you drink every day
until you are simply numb to it all
depression isn\'t always crying
depression is a cold emptiness
the feeling of dying
that no matter how hard you\'re trying,
how great your will
that hole won\'t ever really fill
it always manages to seep in
what it means when you\'re depressed
is that you\'re past feeling bad
past feeling sad
you\'re simply past feeling
your just painfully numb
those feelings locked in a chest
right next to your heart
that you\'d buried long ago
it\'s like a light shut off
so you don\'t see the mess in your room
it\'s the waking up, counting the hours until you can go back to sleep
it\'s the unbearable loneliness
that you\'ve become accustomed to
the constantly being tired
and feeling scared
the growing voice
a constant reminder
that nobody ever really cared
every thought is heavy
and it rests like a blanket
making it hard to get out of bed
and wondering if you\'d be better off dead
it\'s being homesick
inside of your own home
Depression is painfully numb
Anxiety on the other hand
it\'s not just being fidgety
or a little worried
it\'s not being nervous
it\'s the constant thinking
and thinking
thinking
sinking
deeper into those thoughts
it\'s constantly drowning
with no release
\"oh god why did I do that\"
\"why did I say that\"
\"stupid\"
\"YOU SCREWED IT UP LIKE ALWAYS\"
\"God you can\'t do anything right\"
anxiety is a bully
always pushing you down
beating you up
making comments about everything you do
your mind becomes a wasps nest
the slightest disturbance setting of the stings
it\'s being claustrophobic inside your own mind
it\'s having a billion things to do
but not knowing what it is you\'re supposed to.
needing to say a million things
but you don\'t know what
and too worried to even open your mouth
having a thousand emotions
but you can\'t figure out which one
it\'s a mouth stitched shut
keeping you quiet
while the volume of your thoughts turns up
it\'s pure energy
your mind being electicuted
and the walls of your mind close into you
Depression is sad
and anxiety is bad
Depression is when
you don\'t have the energy
to really care about anything
Anxiety is when
you have too much energy
you care to much
about every single thing
and when you have both
it\'s an absolute living hell
it\'s needing to escape but being too tired to move
being terrified and exhausted at once
not wanting to fail but unable to make the effort
it\'s caring about everything and then not caring at all
it\'s freezing and burning
it\'s wanting to have friends but hating to be social
it\'s wanting to be alone without being lonely
it\'s feeling too much and then being numb
it not being able to tell
if you\'ve become void of emotion
or if you\'ve been overwhelmed by all of them
it\'s depression locking away feelings
and anxiety eating what\'s left of you