I wrote this when I was in a very bad place
Impending doom of dark days ahead
When my mind sees everything as being dead
The skies, the trees, all are grey and bleak
To be free from this pain is what I seek
But the hopelessness and guilt I feel inside
Bring thoughts of death and suicide
In a dark cold ocean I'm sinking fast
I struggle to stay up but, my strength won't last
When the pain is too unbearable and I cannot sleep
A little blue pill gives me peace when I go deep
I hear and see things that are not there
I smell and feel them too, that's not easy to share
When will the sun come and shine upon my face
So I can feel joy again, if this can ever be the case ...