It's officially two years today
Since I became the hollow shell of a man
Things never get better in time
So don't fall for that trap
Learn to cope with the pain but it's always there
Catch the world in a different light
It's still the same world

You'll have depression for as long as you live
The pills might make you feel better
As soon as you're out it's back
So don't lie to yourself and say you're getting better
The loss of her made you rubber belt around your throat
If you only knew the nails out of beams were going to break and your body crumbling on the ground

Without her the barefoot club would never be a thing
Long nights in this town with no shoes
With her feet would have enough you would carrier home
Be honest you did that a lot when she got drunk so you got used to it
The poem it's just me monologue of my life