Poetry Book: Songs from the Heart [COMPLETED]

sane or saved?

I feel like breaking
I think my heart is dying
Hope is fading
Is my depression really lying?

It's as if no one cares
And I feel so alone
So lost and low
Trapped in the unknown

Have I hit rock bottom yet?
Or is there more still I must fall?
Have I struck the bottom yet?
Or is there anything to catch me as I fall?

My hands are cold,
My face is hot
My heart is breaking
My hope is lost

Nothing can repair the damage that's been done
Nothing can change the fact that
I'm coming undone
Tearing apart at the seams
Stitch me up, stitch me back together again

Tell me I'll be okay
Tell me this will fade
Tell me this world will change
Tell me my pain will go away

Make me feel better
By taking my hand
And telling me
"This is not the end"

Chart a course for new shores
Places where we can live
Send me to the greener grasses
A place where I can be free and happy

This world is fucking cruel
And I'm sick of being sick
So tell me, do I have to pick
Between being sane
And being saved?