LyingDown – Celine Dion – YouTube
Depressed, deserted and late, Time’s running in puddles of hate,
Running, late, for the ones, living… Just raw… .
I was at the edge of not feeling, anymore, any JOY…
Any Pain or Course; drizzling & running down, my own spyne.
Regardless of the proven, ruthless, killing Christians over times.
I do get, well, along with … Troubled minds. …
Effort and time, just to breathe properly, again,
Never’s too late, to bring joy inside, into, upon the skyes,
Feel free to join my Celebration, now!
Depression’s away,… Away… away…
Time is clicking or, ticking and recommends… me to Stay.
I felt trapped in, an electrifying, vintage, Platinum’s cage/a non-carbon, vintage, platinum, electric cage.
Now, I wonder why, still, it’s not anymore, any 2018, 30’s are gone, 40’s… the age! My 20’s, it’s freedom has fade, yesterday… Today:
Depression is nothing, compared to anything… Just not … Wright.
I need a cup of coffee, strong, black, grounded and boiled, flavouring, smart and awake.
I will fight the winds, the storms, the famous Catrina or Albert’s typhoons.
I swear, I’ll get you back, no deamon can(‘t) be defeated,
Just us, you and me, altogether. Depression is real and hard.
But I’ve seen harder, my own eyes shut upon the fist of Man’s Power.
The Evil, the demons. …, Depression has shown me around, in my late 20’s.
I find it ridiculous, much harder, let’s say. …
It’s painful like Sun goes darker and darker, until it fades away.
It’s days like coal, grow fear and hail… It’s only Eclipse!
Late in the Dawn or Sunrise. Depression is Monster. Depression can kill.
The Devil portrait in my own room, inside me, him, my and our house.
Disguised in his/your loving eyes and controlling, me & your brain.
I find it, not difficult. I have my all body, real strained.
I feel Depression is not, just, a broken toy.
You, as the Devil, a monster of fake joy.
It seems like Forever,… imagine if Universe, all of a sudden… Just. … fall down away… .
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