I Hate Her (depression)

She keeps me hating myself. She keeps me drinking. She keeps me drinking.
A dark world filled with darkness and slowly sinking
I slowly grab for my guitar
To keep some kind of faith lingering on
Yet still
I find myself melting here
As my mind feet slowly disappear
I use both hands to grasp the rope
The only line I have for hope
I tug and pull and reach above
As they stare down are the ones I love

Come on, you can hold oin
come on Come on let the rope help you up
As I grasp the rope I weep
And look down at my feet
I'd rather know what good is waiting for me
As I let go and fall to the unseen

I'm saved
guitargirl23 guitargirl23
26-30, F
Dec 13, 2012