Write Down To It

No Manual
The sun is high in the sky
But I'm so dark inside
Emptiness is my mind
Nowhere to go or hide
The age old question
What am I to do with my life?
Is the only thing I'm thinking of
The choices I make now
Can affect me forever
What am I to do?
I have no clue
Why is there no manual?
To guide you through this ride
How are you to survive
In such a trying time
The heat of the sun is beating on you
But you can only feel the cold in you


No More Sun

What do you do when you can' t cry anymore, when it isn't possible to shed a tear, your body just won't allow it.Tired and frustrated, it doesn't even make any sense being depressed anymore. You are so far past that, you don't even know what to call it. Swelling stress headaches only have you feeling worse.
And there seems like there is no end in sight. How are you to manage and exist, cause really that is all your doing isn't it?When the weather reflects your gloomy mood, there's no sunshine here today.

Will there ever be again?


Sour Lemonade
Closed in spaces

Dark, damp places

Longing to be free

By gods good graces

Lonely thoughts

That take over your mind

Willing you back

To the trenches

Of the mind

Running, running but can't escape

Fighting, Fighting but will not break

Why is life the way it is?

Why must we suffer, even the kids

They say when life gives you lemon's make lemonade

But what happens when the lemons don't make the grade

Spoiled and rotten much like society

What are we to do then?

In this time of impropriety