Already dead

I ran amongst the traffic along the highway of life
I surpassed the stalking persuasion of an unrelenting knife
The days were dark and the air felt cold, inside I felt a shiver
I fought to escape the darkness, I fell into the river
I struggled through depressions desperate streams,
I almost drowned in the vapour of my surrendered dreams,
Waves of anger and frustration threw me to the ground
Storms of tearful regret engulfed me without a sound
Washed up on the beach with only tarnished desire
Kept warm by the crashing lightning that set me on fire
I waited in the darkness, for a force to end my pain
Yet my hopeless battle continued, despite having nothing left to gain.
The world was empty and the days were bleak
My mind was blank and my body was weak
There was nothing left, no more to be said
Yet life continued after I was already dead.

6th September 2006 3:24 pm

*** Its about when i had depression how theres nothing left but you still have to cope. Its like you are dead but still breathing. I am sure people will understand. Please comment and vote I will appreciate it :) xxx