Deepest Depths of Depression
Deepest depths of an ominous ocean
finding myself sinking down so so far
cool water fills my lungs as I breathe in
desperately my arms reach, but what for?
They tell me that the sky above waves is blue
yet down here at the bottom, it is dark
there’s no light for me to try to swim to
just a shark to rip out my beating heart.
Teeth sharp as razor blades tear mortal flesh
blood escapes my veins painting waters red
pain is all I feel as I pray for death
why can’t I ever escape my own head?
This depression crippled me, I can’t swim
but buoyantly I must bounce back again.