Despair of the Black Dog
I’m scared the time won’t come back
Where my face shall paint a smile
I wouldn’t wish on my worst foe
In my shoes walk one mile
The fog that gets inside your mind
And flows into all spots
Its reach just eats away at you
And makes you lose the plot
And often too the fog shall sink
Right down into all bones
To make you feel or not at all
Each movement comes with groans
You’ll have regrets and tell yourself
That you’re just worthless dirt
And that it’s right that you should feel
All of this pain and hurt
You’ve failed that’s it there’s no more hope
Is what your brain shall say
But somehow I must let myself
Think there’s a better day
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