Released

Into depression I'm already sinking in
This battle will be something I just won't win.
And starving hurts the soul
When you're hungry for happiness
But it's hard to stay true to yourself
With all the pain, tears and stress.
With these broken wings of mine, i just cannot fly
No use in living here anymore, I might as well die.
My joy is now lost in yesterdays freedom
Leaving me here inside my own entrapment
So hurting here much be where I belong
Since depression is where i last went.
Deep depression with no simple way out
Only suicide thoughts in mind, along with hopeless doubt.
I don't feel as if I can try
No longer should I have to cry
Or feel as if I have to die
With every cut and little white lie.
The hurt that's been building up through all these years
Will finally be released in clear blood and crimson tears...

~Madison Leigh~ May 17th 2005