Lost
Written by TakaraDepression spreads its wings
but won't take flight
Instead it surrounds me with them
darkening my night
I try to step out
from under this shroud
Head aches from the crying
I'm screaming too loud
I fumble in blackness
my hands feel like ice
The coldness is sharp now
the edge of my knife
The others are out there
I can hear their call
I reach for my friends
but I stumble and fall
They can't save me now
as I feel the blood rise
The coldness now warms me
as I reach for the skies