Arranged inside my mind a mirage forms a perfect picture of unimaginable thoughts as the waves of my emotions gather to create an ocean
The eyes of the dark settle upon me and I am soaked up in the flames of desperation, so close to death I can barely breath
Stories pour out of thoughts, all I can think about are the words that are said and life is this thing that will always end is pain and suffering and you expect me to be happy when everyone I will ever know will eventually die.

An ocean opens into a vast of gases taking up the space of an atmosphere as water condenses into clouds that precipitate into lakes
Lights shine upon me and I am soaked up into the smells of gases and condensation, struggling to breath as my throat closes
Stranded on an extensive island waves surround me, kidnapping me into a world of ignorance and prejudice.
The world sweeps me into its arms holding me hostage. I don’t have choice in anything everything I do is a mistake. People say life is great but all I see is hurting and hating and people being selfish. I am told do listen to others and not think for myself and then you asked surprised when I don’t know what I want.
I stand alone on a boat filled with air and desperation waiting for something, someone to save me from this atmospheric place but I know no one will come. So when you ask why I’m depressed the answer is the world.