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the city of grey
i think i've returned
all of my life has been sucked out of me once more
not as crippling before
but it makes me wonder
why am i alive?
work, work, work
drugs, drugs, drugs
thats all i ever do anymore.
i think i'm waking up from my prozac-induced coma
nothing is fine.
everything is going to crumble once again.
all this medication does is just try its best to distract me
to numb everything that i've ever buried
to pretend as if depression didnt exist
but my mind is much more powerful.
i deserve to starve. i deserve the liver damage. i deserve despair.
just fucking kill me.
being so mentally ill made me feel some sort of power.
i will rise again.
and i will die, again.
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