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Description
This is becoming a old tiresome game
Of trying to leave behind the hurt,
The difficult times,
Yet no matter how many times I put it behind me
It comes back,
Screaming and scratching,
Digging deep into my head,
Pulling me into dark holes
I have to claw my way back out of.
How many times have I dug my own grave
How many times have I heaved myself out
Just to have the demons drag me back to hell?
When will I finally be able to finish this game
Of worry and depression?
Why does it only seem
That the only outcome
Is that I lose?

Description
This is becoming a old tiresome game
Of trying to leave behind the hurt,
The difficult times,
Yet no matter how many times I put it behind me
It comes back,
Screaming and scratching,
Digging deep into my head,
Pulling me into dark holes
I have to claw my way back out of.
How many times have I dug my own grave
How many times have I heaved myself out
Just to have the demons drag me back to hell?
When will I finally be able to finish this game
Of worry and depression?
Why does it only seem
That the only outcome
Is that I lose?