Runaway
You ever want to runaway?
Well maybe not runaway,
but disappear
life is too much of a responsibility
and being non-existent is ideal,
and you're unconsciously persistent
in the exodus of your existence,
because it feels like no one listens
they say they get you, but they don't get it.
it's taking over my thoughts
and my thoughts become words,
and my words will soon become actions
i've come a long way, when did the darkness happen.
I yell at it,
i yell to the sky to shine light on it,
but even then it will become a shadow waiting in the shadows,
its gonna jump me in a dark alley where the buildings and the sky close
me in,
There's no sunshine no matter how hard i try to laugh the pain away,
i could cry but tears are not gonna save the day,
they say depression is natural but this is not what i was expecting,
this isn't depression anymore,
this is second guessing
this is excruciating
this is demeaning
this isn't motivating
this is past the blues
this is not what i signed up for,
and i don't want to be here anymore,
Dark shit right?
well think about it on the flip side
this is for the people who thought sunshine wasn't on their side,
i know from experience, you've tried to silence it
that voice in your head keeps talking and telling you to do things,
Saying you're not important,
as irrelevant as loose change
Saying no one loves you,
because you're quick to have a mood change
Saying there's no hope,
and you should quit trying to prove things
Saying there's no purpose,
fate will find a way to move things
Saying you'll die anyway,
and nothing is worth this pain that it puts you through,
i know sometimes there's two of you,
one is running from the other
And it feels like you're being dragged down by the devil,
Fuck him.
And fuck the voice in your head that makes you wish you were dead,
Wake up tomorrow and tell yourself your life is beautiful,
You can cry tonight but know that this pain is temporary,
And when it comes back I hand you this shovel to bury it.
It's called love.