Migraine

now i'm stressing as i'm stepping to the edge of the cliff,
and tempted to exit this wreched abyss with seconds to live,
so don't you tell me that depressions a myth i can never resist,
getting high to block it out but i'm not getting a lift,
cause now the plane has landed with nothing to make a stand with,
as soon as i'm losing count of every single day i planned it,
but until my brains distracted from the constant pain and anguish,
i'm stranded up in a place with no escape from taking tablets,
i blame the antics on failure and fucking it up,
stuck in the mud now i've realised enough is enough,
but i ain't the type to take a life with dozens of drugs,
as i would rather get decapitated covered in blood,
there's very little chance of me preventing this,
how are you meant to live when lacking strength to give,
my head is in a daunting place and i don't wanna live another boring day,
commiting more mistakes i can't afford to make.

i had some battles with pills and the pills lost,
yet i'm still cross i can't be killed off,
haven't felt a great deal of pleasure in so long,
from pressure i don't want whenever it goes wrong.

my life will never be the same because i let you lead the way,
i think you better keep away cause now i'm mentally insane,
i'm gunna being crazy till my energy is drained,
or till i'm dead beneath a grave and i won't get to see a day,
as my vains are cutting thin from all the pain and suffering,
and every day it's doubling with the way it's troubling,
the way the brain is functioning so you could say it's buffering,
but at this rate it's struggling and likely ain't recovering,
the head hurts and gets worse at alarming rates,
can't escape the past mistakes to hard to face,
i start the day wishing for a chance to change,
as all this overthinking seems to harm the brain,
with serious phasing while experience taking,
and merely awaiting to see this period changing,
i'm deteriorating and it's really degrading,
listen clearly to this theory can you hear me complaining.

i had some battles with pills and the pills lost,
yet i'm still cross i can't be killed off,
haven't felt a great deal of pleasure in so long,
from pressure i don't want whenever it goes wrong.