Depression

作词 : PLAN3ET AUDIO叁星社

作曲 : PLAN3ET AUDIO叁星社

I felt a funeral in my brain

And Mourners to and fro

Kept treading treading

Till that sense was breaking through

And when they all were seated

A service

Like a drum

Kept beating beating

Till I felt my mind was going numb

And then I heard them lift a box

And creak across my soul

With those same boots of lead, again

Then space began to toll

As the heavens were a bell

And being, an ear

And I, and silence, some strange race

Wrecked, solitary, here

Just then a plank in reason, broke

And I fell down and down

And hit a world, at every plunge

And finished knowing then

You seem the same as always

And being you, hate every minute of it

Don't

Learn to say "fvck you" to the world every once in a while

You have every right to

Just stop

Thinking

Worrying

Looking over your shoulder

Wandering

Doubting

Fearing

Hurting

Hoping for some easy way out

Sturggling

Grasping

Confusing

Itching

Scratching

Mumbling

Bumbling

Grumbling

Humbling

Stumbling

Numbing

Rambling

Gambling

Tumbling

Stumbling

Scrambling

Hitching

Hatching

Bitching

Moaning

Groaning

Honing

Boning

Horse-shitting

Hair-splitting

Nit-picking

Piss-trickling

Nose-sticking

Ass-gouging

Eyeball-poking

Finger-pointing

Alleyway-sneaking

Long waiting

Small stepping

Evill-eyeing

Back-scratching

Searching

Perching

Besmirching

Grinding

Grinding

Grinding away at yourself

Stop it and just

Do

So when I was sitting in that chair

Across from my eighth-grade guidance counselor

The only thing that I could think was

You are not good enough

You are not smart enough

You are not enough

And it didn't matter if I was

Because these were the constricted limits of my perception

So when I held that eight-inch chef's knife in my hand

And I raised it to my throat

And I pressed it there

And I felt the blood begin to trickle down my hand

The only thing I could think in that moment

"Nobody would even know you were gone"

I heard the guidance counselor ask from across the room

Miles aways, it seemed like, he said, "Mark! please don't!"

I heard him, but I wasn't listening