The Sickness
By Anastasia

The Sickness

The Sickness. Oh these are no use, these pills, the sickness is becoming too much, thoughts really do kill, but this is my latest crutch.

Sleeping days away
The thick haze of depression
Oh anxiety too, you say?!
Lets talk about it at our next session

Oh these are no use, these pills
The sickness is becoming too much
Thoughts really do kill
But this is my latest crutch

No fight left for this
The darkness will just not go
Oh the old ‘me’ I do miss
The cracks are starting to show

But I pushed them all away
Through silence and tears
Oh but what could I say?
This was always my biggest fear


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