Petals In The Grass
Wounded
Darkened is my heart
Void of love
Not for the lack of trying
Lonely times
I feel so numb
It feels like novocain
Take this sorrow
Lift me up
Make me live again
Depression is lurking
Right on cue
Breaking me down
Into nothing
Tossed aside are happy feelings
Which are rare to begin with
Anxiety consumes me
I take another shot
With bullet holes bleeding
Wounded another day
Void of love
Not for the lack of trying
Lonely times
I feel so numb
It feels like novocain
Take this sorrow
Lift me up
Make me live again
Depression is lurking
Right on cue
Breaking me down
Into nothing
Tossed aside are happy feelings
Which are rare to begin with
Anxiety consumes me
I take another shot
With bullet holes bleeding
Wounded another day
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