I was in a really dark time so I wrote a poem about it. It was a bit too dark for me so after I wrote it I translated it through google translate a few times to make me laugh. Here are both versions. I like the second one best.
Depression
Distracting myself has become a full time job
Distracting myself from thinking of you
Craving a crisis I could grieve where I’d know what to do
Give me sleepless nights, give me that dull feeling
Then I’ll write a song and wake up human
I can handle a lot but this round is so much harder to make it through
Food loses its flavour, I long for nights’ darkness
Days are like chores I wake up feeling listless
Doesn’t matter all the many speeches I offer myself
Noon hits and I’d rather faint than take something off the shelf
It took me awhile to admit I am depressed
Just one email, it might all be better
Or news it was all a mistake
Maybe an apology but I doubt you’d do that
Not on your own, for your own sake
I tried to be angry; it was nice for awhile
Blame you or blame God above
But that lasted a day, now I just cry
For those for whom I can’t suppress all my love
So much to do, so much depression
Like a wall of steel covered in mist
Started a new job, and another new project
So on it continues, duties on the list
There’s a hole inside me
I feel hollowed out
I move like a person
But if I am is in doubt
Give me electric shock treatment
Force me out of this dark hole in the mud
Give me rage once again, Let it boil in my blood
Spare me the aftershock This hungry souled aching
To crave a better crisis Is all I know to be feeling
It’s messed up I know, but it’s better than dealing with the crud
I wake up each morning, anxious for news
But I know that is useless there’s nothing I can do
At least anticipation offers me a thrill
I don’t feel so tired for the minute it kills
Maybe tomorrow I’ll be better, sometime soon
Wait it out, let it pass
I’ve felt this before just in the past it was easier to ignore
And at least there were things I could do to feel more in control
But there’s nothing for me now but this addicting cold
Sorrow
This became a task that confused me
think about it
I solved the problem so I wanted to know what I was doing
Give me a quiet night and make me sad
Then write a song and get up
I can see more, but this translation is very difficult
When food disappears, I will join the darkness that night
Days like a stone
I do not invite you to provide any other information he gives you
At noon it is black and may be smaller than some cells
Spent some time
The email address may be correct
If the messages are a bug
Maybe I'm sorry, but you think you are
No, just to protect me
I'm crazy, trying to give me some time
Fear of heaven and God's error
But one day I cried
I can not imagine my love for them
Very, very stressful
It is used as an iron wall
I started working, another new job
So goes on, working in the same way
It's a hole in me
I can hear it publicly
I moved as a man
But if you did not know then
Give me an electric steering wheel
She was forced to leave the balcony in the second
I'm still angry with blood
My back is to keep this life in trouble
I want to be very happy about the problem
I do not know how bad it is, but much better than dealing with the problem
I will wake up every morning to find out more
But I hope it's a mistake to avoid being able to help
It was a very enthusiastic excitement that gave the feeling of excitement
I do not feel tired of death
Maybe I'll be better tomorrow soon
Wait, leave it
I think it's easy to neglect
And I have less of a business I can handle more
But today not for me, but it is very good
And a leak, weak, fat in my soul
Depression
Distracting myself has become a full time job
Distracting myself from thinking of you
Craving a crisis I could grieve where I’d know what to do
Give me sleepless nights, give me that dull feeling
Then I’ll write a song and wake up human
I can handle a lot but this round is so much harder to make it through
Food loses its flavour, I long for nights’ darkness
Days are like chores I wake up feeling listless
Doesn’t matter all the many speeches I offer myself
Noon hits and I’d rather faint than take something off the shelf
It took me awhile to admit I am depressed
Just one email, it might all be better
Or news it was all a mistake
Maybe an apology but I doubt you’d do that
Not on your own, for your own sake
I tried to be angry; it was nice for awhile
Blame you or blame God above
But that lasted a day, now I just cry
For those for whom I can’t suppress all my love
So much to do, so much depression
Like a wall of steel covered in mist
Started a new job, and another new project
So on it continues, duties on the list
There’s a hole inside me
I feel hollowed out
I move like a person
But if I am is in doubt
Give me electric shock treatment
Force me out of this dark hole in the mud
Give me rage once again, Let it boil in my blood
Spare me the aftershock This hungry souled aching
To crave a better crisis Is all I know to be feeling
It’s messed up I know, but it’s better than dealing with the crud
I wake up each morning, anxious for news
But I know that is useless there’s nothing I can do
At least anticipation offers me a thrill
I don’t feel so tired for the minute it kills
Maybe tomorrow I’ll be better, sometime soon
Wait it out, let it pass
I’ve felt this before just in the past it was easier to ignore
And at least there were things I could do to feel more in control
But there’s nothing for me now but this addicting cold
Sorrow
This became a task that confused me
think about it
I solved the problem so I wanted to know what I was doing
Give me a quiet night and make me sad
Then write a song and get up
I can see more, but this translation is very difficult
When food disappears, I will join the darkness that night
Days like a stone
I do not invite you to provide any other information he gives you
At noon it is black and may be smaller than some cells
Spent some time
The email address may be correct
If the messages are a bug
Maybe I'm sorry, but you think you are
No, just to protect me
I'm crazy, trying to give me some time
Fear of heaven and God's error
But one day I cried
I can not imagine my love for them
Very, very stressful
It is used as an iron wall
I started working, another new job
So goes on, working in the same way
It's a hole in me
I can hear it publicly
I moved as a man
But if you did not know then
Give me an electric steering wheel
She was forced to leave the balcony in the second
I'm still angry with blood
My back is to keep this life in trouble
I want to be very happy about the problem
I do not know how bad it is, but much better than dealing with the problem
I will wake up every morning to find out more
But I hope it's a mistake to avoid being able to help
It was a very enthusiastic excitement that gave the feeling of excitement
I do not feel tired of death
Maybe I'll be better tomorrow soon
Wait, leave it
I think it's easy to neglect
And I have less of a business I can handle more
But today not for me, but it is very good
And a leak, weak, fat in my soul
