Why can't I write a happy song?
A lyric full of joy
All I write are depressing words
Full of the sadness that annoys
Why can I write, only in pain?
Depression is a lonely pit
Dark and empty, all alone
No one likes to dwell with you there
It's solitary confinement
For another, there is no room
But You have a light
You show me that there
Is a door of escape
You show me the hammer
You give me the nails
The splintery post stands tall
The only way out
I must die to myself
Bleed the sin out
You nod towards the beam
I stare back at myself
The nature that once was
It must be killed
Or I'll never get out
I pierce the flesh of sin
Black liquid pours down
The life source of sin
Sulfuric smell, tar like liquid
Oozes from the holes
Which, I've viciously punctured
As the last drop bleeds out
A burden is lifted
I notice my wrists
As result of my sin
They are scarred, self inflicted
The scars shine bright in the darkness
My reward and reminder
The cost is great
But the reward is greater
I no longer have to stay
The light will dim in time
But the glow will remain
To show me all the work
To make me who I am
I'm no longer confined to that lonely room
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