Depression

Here lately my depression has me deep in my own hell,

I'm in my own prison and my mind is my cell.

If a dragon was in front of me I'd piss it off and grab it's tail,

Doing right is nowhere in the equation it's how bad will I fail.

One thing that I'm not and that's optimistic,

The shit going on in my head is fucking tragic.

My glass is never half full it's always empty,

Wanting to go the fuck off just waiting for a mother fucker to tempt me.

It's like the brightness is gone and I'm left in the dark,

If I could I would definitely pull this bitch over and put it in park.

I find it harder and harder to be around people,

My mind is telling me that killing mother fuckers should be legal.

At this point I'm beyond being fucked off,

I'm not a quitter but fuck it this battle I've lost.

Sometimes I feel as if I'm in a coma,

I'll try real hard but mostly don't wanna.

It's like this roller coaster will never end,

Waiting for my neck to snap but it will only bend.

Nothing else will fit my mind is stuffed,

And always wondering when will I be cuffed.

At this point I don't think it will ever stop,

Put the pistol in my mouth pop, pop.