Frightening Tears

I don't know what to do, my head is loaded up,
all I really need, is for my mind to shut,
off from all my thinking, I want it to be empty,
I don't think that my mind, will ever truly be free,

And now I sit here crying, ever so slightly,
every time I feel this way, my tears try hard to fright me,
I get overly depressed, and I'm never quite sure why,
but every time I do, a small part of me dies,

I feel like something's coming, that third shot that will cut,
deep into my heart, and hopelessly won't stop,
it'll tear into our souls, the ones of me and friends,
it'll kill us deep inside, and will never, ever end.

And though we're good at hiding, our feelings, and our thoughts,
we know that underneath it all, our hearts will start to rot,
and then they'll slowly break, unable to be fixed,
all we know, that we know now, truly all is mixed,

up, inside our heads, not making any sense,
we will not know if happiness, will ever commence,
because we've drowned in sadness, our tears fill up the floor,
so happiness is something that we don't know anymore.