let me feel low - cavetown

these silences are getting way out of hand,

the quiet agony is abusing me,

the undiscussed pain is eating me alive,

the so thought forgotten memories are haunting me.

no. wrecking every inch of me.

drained would be an understatement.

i have no clue what this is,

not an idea of how did i get here,

nor how to move forward,

not even sure if i'm able to.

depression is ugly.

stop romanticizing it.