I'm drowning ;
the deep black water around me gets heavier and heavier
I'm getting blind ;
the amiable warmth of the sun seems too shiny for me and bites me
I can't hear ;
the magical notes of the accordion are now aggravating howls that drive me crazy
I shiver ;
the cold around me freezes my soul and I can't feel
The pain in my chest ;
so fierce and so intense that I 'm dying each time I'm breathing
That smell of fire ;
the air's like fumes, burning my lungs, making me faint
The candle in front of me ;
its flame flickers letting sparks fly, burning my skin though making me hope
The breeze inside me ;
still bringing the screams that echoe in the labyrinths of my mind
That knife on the table;
the idea of it cutting my veins seems the only solution, so irresistible
The fire in my veins;
running through them, making me stronger with each of my insane thoughts
The devastation and sadness ;
smashing my heart into pieces and scattering them
The last hope of a happiness ;
a single seed fighting to grow in the dried terrains of my brain
My cold black tears ;
coming straight from the well of my heart
The ponds they create ;
The water that drowns me with each of my choices
The sips I'm swallowing ;
The only drops that water the seed that might save me
The love I'm desperately searching for ;
the sun that will light it, causing its growth
My waiting for its blossom ;
the only reason I'm still here.
- To the sufferers of depression
