My Depression

 All mighty lord keep me near From these eyes falls another tear Unanswered questions remain A sense of self I beg to gain Perfection is craved but unrealistic I kept this in for to long time to go ballistic My sanity lost grip as I try to keep calm Another antidepressant placed in my palm Docs will I be okay and of course they say yes This here prescription will decrease my stress What lord do I trust is what I want to know? Depression in my mind has another sold out show I try to keep the pain bottled in but it is over flowing The worst of it all is the feeling of rarely knowing If you will be okay or if you will reach the end A part of me wants to fight the demons in my head Doc why does it seem as if I would be better off dead The nights seem longer and my mind contemplates A tomorrow of a dark pain that slowly escalates Lord I am sick of the silence to my repeated questions This damn shrink can’t even come up with realistic solutions Anxiety and depression rapidly crawl through my skin I guess only my heart can lead me to this needed win