Depression Mode

Depression mode my skin feels low my heart feels low like its fallen to the floor below.
My breath grows so deep so deep.
Only small breaths of air can get in and out.
What is life all about, about?
I feel like I can\'t get out, get out.
My veins pulse faster with blood and my stomach feels full of mud, of mud.
My fingers shiver with cold love and I feel relief from above, above.
A single tear drips down my face and disappears without a trace.