Depression

I rose from the dead

With my arms crossed over my chest

Awakened from my depressive state

My depression has become too much lately

It’s weighing me down like lead

Thinking sometimes that I’m better off dead

Thinking of all the problems that I cause

How everyone seems to hate me

Yet I’m not sure why

Where is the problem

Why can’t I see it

Why am I blind

Where is my faith

Where is my mind

I lost it long ago

When the voices started

When my father died

I lost myself and I’m not sure who I am anymore