There are only bad poems in my head
Ones that rhyme and talk about the dead
I have no beautiful words to say
No imagery to portray
I can write no longer
As my depression grows stronger
There are only bad poems in my head
Ones about love and loss
Betrayal at any cost
Even these words have no meaning
There is no deeper understanding
No crave for knowledge
Just mumbled thoughts
And thoughts of dying
Of dreams and stories
Of unwritten realities
There are no good poems in my head