My Depression, My Escape

I stand on the edge
Of life and death
And the things that have beauty
That no one understands
Like a razor blade against the skin
Softly peeling you back
And giving you a release
Only you can enjoy
And the magical sleeping pills
That will dim your mind
And shut you down for awhile
I'm standing on the edge
Because my anxiety took me there
And my depression holds me there
Like a knife to my back
It makes me helpless
And as I crumble
And no one holds me together
My depression is there
To tell me its okay
I won't have to feel
And my life flashes
In flickers of gray
And tells me how living
I'll feel everything
And I hate feeling
And life drives me over the edge
But possibility drags me back
The possibility of happiness
Of smiles and dreams come true
Its only possibility
But it holds me to the ground