Take away the sunshine and the moonlight
let me dwell in the darkness.
Take away the joy and the pain
I seem to fit in in this numbness.
Take away the love and the desires
I can deal being heartless.
I seem to thrive on the negativity
that my depression appears normal.
That’s my world, my reality
that everything else is the back burner.
When I’m at my low’s
I feel right at home.
I feel sufficated and surrounded
even when I’m alone
I can’t really explain it
it just is what it is
and I’ve come to accept it.