I`m In A Coffin - Wrist Deep in Depression


Useless&#8230;
My thoughts and words
Isolated&#8230;
So useless&#8230;
My mind,
It is pool of blackness&#8230;
A place of despair and isolation
That I have trapped myself in
Lightless&#8230;
Hopeless&#8230;
I stay locked in my mind
Watching the black waters
Lap at the shore I sit on
They call to me&#8230;
They say I can not escape&#8230;
They tell me to give in
And let them fill my lungs&#8230;
I stand at the edge and weep
I can not escape&#8230;
Useless&#8230;
I wade into the blackness
Until I am wrist-deep in depression
I wade into the cold waters of despair
To let them overtake me

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