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Depression

He's This Feeling (Song)

By Amber FiercePublished 12 months ago 2 min read
Depression
Photo by Dexter Fernandes on Unsplash

INTRO

Maybe if I gave my inner child all the tears she was denied, he might go away. And I'd never have to say... Sorry, I'm unwell again.

CHORUS

He's this feeling that's quiet but he's always there. He's this feeling that when he gets too loud he's called despair. He's this feeling that's under pressure when it rains. He's this feeling that sits on me like a stain.

VERSE 1

Even when I'm smiling, when I'm laughing, there he is. He's here through this. Even when I dance, I fight, I fly - there he is. Looking through my eyes - there he is. Along for the ride - there he always is.

CHORUS

He's this feeling that's quiet but he's always there. He's this feeling that when he gets too loud he's called despair. He's this feeling that's under pressure when it rains. He's this feeling that sits on me like a stain.

VERSE 2

Even when I look at you, and feel the love that I do, there he is. He's here through this. Even when you hold me tight, and everything is out of sight - there he is. Putting on some candle light, running your hands up my thighs - there he is. Pressing your lips to mine - there he always is.

CHORUS

He's this feeling that's quiet but he's always there. He's this feeling that when he gets too loud he's called despair. He's this feeling that's under pressure when it rains. He's this feeling that sits on me like a stain.

VERSE 3

And sometimes it's like he's not as strong. Sometimes it's like he's finally moved on. And sometimes it's like I have no control. It's hard to explain, sometimes he takes the reins and he decides when to let go. Please let me go.

CHORUS

He's this feeling that's quiet but he's always there. He's this feeling that when he gets too loud he's called despair. He's this feeling that's under pressure when it rains. He's this feeling that sits on me like a stain.

OUTRO

Maybe if I gave my inner child all the tears she was denied, he might go away. And I'd never have to say... Sorry, I'm unwell again...

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About the Creator

Amber Fierce

I am a Canadian author. I get most of my inspiration from adrenaline spikes. From participating in extreme sports to going on dopamine enducing adventures. A lot of my ideas come from my dreams, and my songs come from my personal struggles.

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