Struggling in my Blizzard of Depression.

Its a song more then a poem.. but theres no botton for a song lmao.

There’s a cold wind that blows, in my breaking heart that’s aching.

The snow is running towards me, and now I’m starting to get lost here.

But I shouldn’t even bother.                 

To find my way to shelter, the pain feels so right here.

My depression hangs here, somewhere everyone can see it.

 

Wind blows in my ear, telling me deep secrets.

The more I listen.

The more it seems I’m failing.

Must race for cover,

The snow is drifting, please help me move on and on.

 

There’s a hill of snow,  hard and numbing.

I’m screaming in the cold wind, I seem to be lost here.

I can see in the distance, I’m struggling to move here.

 Stumble to the top , I’m left all alone here.

Was I creating only chaos in this arctic air of my depression?

 

Wind blows in my ear, telling me deep secrets.

The more I listen.

The more it seems I’m failing.

Must race for cover,

The snow is drifting, please help me move on and on.

 

Will it change my life if I stopped struggling?

If the wind forced me away?

 

Wind blows in my ear, telling me deep secrets.

The more I listen.

The more it seems I’m failing.

Must  race for cover,

The snow is drifting, please help me move on and on.

Reviews

[persianleopard]

Deep... just like the snow in a blizzard. :)