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Get Out

from Cygnus Opus by Angle

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Depression; the sunken place. No one knows the way to get out for sure. But, there’s always a way out.

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Verse:
What the hell? What’s that noise?
Got to turn that alarm off before he throws it, shatters the phone, and breaks a night of poise.
Cool it. His arm twitches. That’s all he gets ‘cause he don’t care to move it.
And the sound, he can quickly lose it, fall back in that, sunken place and tune it,
out. But, he can’t Get Out, like Chris in the abyss, grasping at the darkness.
While he sits, ocular sockets crushed by the weight of his eyelids.
Decided life is shit. But, now he doesn’t even have desire to quit.
Contrary to popular belief, everybody’s got to have some fucks to give.
Done gave up on giving up. Feel like his lungs caved in, he’s not getting up.
Tired of being tired, but not enough. Family thinking he’s being lazy, they call his bluff.
The kids are asking her why he sleeps all day. The wife just watching it all slip away.
Mortgage foreclosure letters daily, “This is your home, but you can’t stay.”
Why Daddy’s broke? Nobody gets it. Can only hope, ‘cause no one can fix it.
Bedroom is off limits, door closed, so no one can visit, this lonely sloth on exhibit.
Days pass for minutes, as they shed their end and beginnings.
Creating a maze to get trapped within it’s, haze, collapse, like he just caught a life sentence.
His pride past hurt. The glory, resides outside this purgatory.
Never believed it when he heard the stories. Depression is weakness, not a word used for me.
Nah, nah, it couldn’t be me. Not me.
In a state of limbo, as he stares at the blankets, blacking out the window.
The grief on his back would grow, by feeding on his feeble soul.
Weighing his options, he counts only two; kill himself or just start to move.
But, it’s not an option, to really try offing, himself, he thinks hell, is what it’ll cost him.
Hangs one leg off the bed, and then two. Pulls down the blanket for sun overdue.
Stands up, dizzy, heads off to the bathroom, for a shower, we’ll call the turning point breakthrough.
Imagine that. It’s just therapy.

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from Cygnus Opus, released June 15, 2018
Produced by the Dust Collectors.

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