Depression Hours

sit in the cold just to feel.

block out the world block out my thoughts block out the noise with more noise

be louder then the noise

be louder or fall

fall until i’m gone

second best

last breath

acid tears decay my skin aging it millennia

brain soaked in sorrow

melancholy cold biting my skin

but it’s better then numb

halfway out the window waltzing to a blackout tune

grey in the 2 am moonlight, a monochrome tomb

pain to remember life is all that keeps me going, living for the next low

shiver just to feel my blood,

numbing just to feel the pins and needles of life flow into my toes

be cold so i can taste death on the roof of my mouth just to remember at the last moment i am alive