I lost myself in the spiral
a chaotic demented cycle
no other could hold it together
I crashed hard on depression and anger
did I try to get help, no
I pushed through on my own
smacked myself around a few times
told a few lies
left people behind
I'm in a vicious world
cutting those off in a field
blood sweat and tears I'm alone
looking for shelter called home
locked in a place called hell
I'll keep losing myself
to this vicious world
nothing but heartache and thrills
nothing but bitter storms
a depressed child born.
P