Rain drops
Rain drops
On my face
I need to escape this place
I'm escaping in a slow pace
Depression and anxiety will catch me at this rate.
Need to escape this place.
Depression will kill me and no one will open a murder case.
People will say I was in a suicidal phase.
I need to pick up the pace.
Tying up my shoelace.
Need a secure place.
Now I'm in my room away from the rain drops.
Suddenly something pops.
My veins are dripping out blood on the floor, drop by drop.
When you come into my room not invited, please don't scream or be a damn cop.
"You will not help me as I drop!!!"
Your head is spinning like a top.
"Why are you acting strange?"
"You're one of the reasons why I'm being cooked in this pot."
Reminiscing about how much I used to like you a lot.
Now you kiss my best friend in the parking lot.
"Get out of my room, let my depression drop."
We let our love rot.
We let our demons break us from the bottom to the top.
As the blood dried up, the wounds closed.
Depression is out of my system for a while, I know it will never stop.
But for now my seed of sadness is growing. It will soon be a field of crops.
At school I bunk class so that I can smoke pot.
"Damn I'm so high."
My life was not supposed to be this. This was not the plot.
As I'm "in cloud 9" I know it's temporary.
I always do this. Typically.
When I'm high, I smile, I laugh. I feel happy. I think for a while that it's all gonna be fine but guess what, I'm high. So my thoughts are all a lie.
After the weed has left my system.
I listen to Gustav and Jahseh. It's back, the demons are back to see if my depression and suicide thoughts are in check.
Gustav and Jahseh know what I'm going through, each day it's them two.
Now it's after school. I look around and see happiness on people's faces. All the love they give to their partner then there's me, with my earphones in trying my best to be me but I lost myself a while ago.
It's time for me to go. Not home. Not to my friends if I had friends. Not to family but to my mind.
I became another kind. Zoned out as people pass me by.
"Mellow, Mellow, MELLOW."she screamed out.
I snap out of it. Damn why did you do it.
"Wassup?" I said.
"You're doing it again. Are you okay?"
"I'm okay."
I don't wanna tell her the truth cause I feel like she might see me as weak or I see myself as weak for not showing my emotions. Sometimes it's pointless.
-@MellowSoul 🥀