Depression is a state of mind
but remember my dear
it is a crime
to cut the throat of a beloved soul
and suck the life from within the whole
cross out the lies that left your lips
and drink the blood with thirsty lips.
Snap her bones into shattered glass
hold your breath until the screaming passes
shout her name from miles away
he doesn’t move, he doesn’t stay
Rip the wound with foolish tears
and cover the scar with dreaded fears.
Taste the pain on your own bandaged tongue
and drip the tears into her precious lungs.
Shoot the smile from her face
and bring her to a forbidden place.
Screaming, she runs away
he doesn’t move, he doesn’t stay.
~E.N.G