From depression to happiness
From depression to happiness2 mins 195 2 mins 195
Biting my crimson lip, I spill my ink, in the complete solitude of the night,
Veiled like a sweet cherub, the angel of death, has long since set its sight
Was I delusional, delirious, a lack of sound mind?
When I was trashing like an animal, seeing yet being blind?
My tears formed a river of salty crystal water
Waiting to be ingested, I jocularly prepared for another
For what point it is resisting where your sobbing turns to laughter?
Are you laughing at yourself to alleviate the blunder?
I was black in a multicolored world, I thought I lost your encompasing love
For I was but a wolf in sheep's clothing, yet I cried for offensing the pure Dove
Or so I thought I did, my worst enemy was my mind
And I wanted to end it all, thinking I had that right
All my family consoling, hugging me yet I felt numb
To the world I was a statue, a cruel one, under the thumb
Of a lie I, myself had formed, in my ridiculous and frightened state
For to please the one who made me, I wanted to discombabulate
My already confused mind, for I yearned to expire, badly, without a sight
I set the sun and moon in my parent's eyes, yet I thought I belonged to the night
It was called sickness, depression, bad state of mind
I was rarely offended, unless the crazy jokes started to take flight
In the middle of my torment I found a new reason to live
Which brought me back, like an anchor to the shore, it let me breathe
I said I do know the truth, even if misleading doubts, like poisonous arrows
Want to devour me whole, to make the deliciours corpse for worms and crows
And I knew I might have offended love a little, yet love was truthful and forgiving
He didn't mislead the truth, I was innocent of the heinous sin, I was breathing
And I said one thing, an oath I will be keeping
Every second loving you is a second worth living.