My thoughts have taken the long way out
Everything I do kills me now.
The beautiful ugly that resides in my mind,
The silence that screams at me all the time.
I take the medicine day after day.
Yet the physical and emotional pain just stays.
Depression is like running
Down a long, dark road,
Migraines are the fear
That accompanies me.
I take the medicine without fail,
But I never prevail.
It will never work, it says
So then I roam back to my bed.
I’ll try to just sleep it off.
My hope has quickly faded away
Whatever I do,
It will not stay.
I wish there was something I could do.
To maybe, possibly, pull through.
It will take all my strength,
But along with hope, that’s faded away.
I try to sleep, but cannot
The throbbing in my head
tells me I may not.
The pain in my head won’t go away
I’m afraid my trouble is here to stay.