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An inside look at thoughts during a typical depressive epidose |
I've got some confessions to make It's been too long trying to get this shit off my plate Some things you just wouldn't understand Like after 14 years being the product of a man who left me in peices And trying to tell a mom who refused to believe it At 13 years old I felt cheated And where were you dad? There was nobody else I was all by myself Now that I have a wife, I'm so embarrassed When we touch I have flashbacks it's an impairment Many doctors have called it PTSD I simply call it the empty shell outside of me I don't know who I am, or who I am supposed to be I continue to try but there's no end in sight for me Could this be the end? Nightmares never end for free And this decision it's the toughest part That's why I make it but make it with a heavy heart Please God don't think I don't care When I cried out for help there wasn't anybody there I had tried for so long to tell you But I knew that the hurt lay the most within the truth I knew your limitations on what you could handle I'm supposed to be your partner but I'm running on gravel I can't get my footing and I continue stumble This was my decision but I'm not so humbled Please don't forget everything you were taught Just keep going and don't you ever fucking stop You're the smartest person that I have ever met And while everyone else gambles you have my bet That you're gonna beat this thing called life Keep that happy attitude and take it in stride I can't stop you now that's the important part Now please love, know you'll always have my heart |