welcome back.

I see you're back depression,
this is starting to be an obsession.
I don’t know what to do more,
been taking pills til’ I hit the floor.
First, they were battles, now they’re wars.
I can't fight any longer I’m feeling sore.
I’m hiding from pain and these open scars,
No matter how much I run they’re never far.

I tell myself to lose my razors,
Cover it up and ignore the haters.
I’ve told myself that I’m important,
then I realize I’m not worth it.
I’m hiding behind these walls I’ve made,
Playing this nonstop game of charades.
I wonder if my colors will ever fade,
Colors of the happiness I couldn’t save…

Split my chest open, break my heart,
Whisper me lies, tear me apart.
I’ve marked my skin, in different ways,
Hoping one would escape this pain.
I’m made of broken bones and bruises,
Stories full of abuse and excuses.
I’m full of cuts, burns, and bruises,
Of dark thoughts, memories, never lucid.