Violent depression

Some days can be easy
not a single tear
I have room to actually breathe
And I can exscape from most of my fears.

But some nights are so terrible
That my good days don't stand a chance
The sickness of my mind creeps upon me
And I fall into depression without a second glance

My chest is tight with screams I swollow
My throat burning with the unspoken cries
My eyes shed a thousand tears
My head swimming with a thousand lies

At night the lonliness seeps into my heart
My confidence is shattered beyond repair
My stomach churns at the misguided pain
And I wonder if any one may care

My violent sobs of sorrow
Finally dwindle into the dawn
My body is so very tired
And I choke upon a yawn

After I've cried good and long,
And I've subdued the pain I keep,
I will grow numb from exhaustion
And hopefully drift off into a dreamless sleep

these nights when depression attacks,
Scar me for life and leave their trace
The days blur togeather
And a weary soul is put in place

The best chance that I have
Is to trust that god has a plan
And that my sufffering is just
a plague that torrments man.

So I will continue on
and trust and hope and pray
That I will not go insane
And that I'll live to see another day.
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