life is a neverending emotion .
it tear's you apart after you finally think you're better .
depression is like a sickness,
you can't stop catching it .
unlike the flu , you can't get a shot for it .
instead we inject herion instead of vacines ,
instead of exhailing oxygen we exhail smoke .
instead of consuming water we consume alcohol.
why ? because we're sick .
sick of trying ,
sick of trying to find a resolution ,
yeah you have one , but you'll never use it .
because you don't have the strength ,
you get knocked back down ,
as your self esteem follows.
sick of fighting.
sick of fighting for what's right or wrong,
when everything seems to be wrong .
the battle of life , is a fight .
a fight you never know is going to end ,
and then suddenly, it does.
Could be as fast as the speed of sound ,
or as harsh and long as a wound healing .
sick of feeling all these pains that are not nessicary .
Quite frankly I don't know if I should keep fighting for nothing,
or just swallow everything and choke .
choke on my every thought you never bother'd giving a fuck about .
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