An attempt, one of a few, that tries to express what I think and feel when a depressions wants to take hold.

Unlocked Door [2022/01/01] [V] When my emotions tumble 'round like they're in a spin dryer. They fly up, get tossed, then fall down. It's sort of like being lost on an unknown island where they scream without making a sound. Can't close my eyes pretend much longer. Can't fake my way through life anymore. With my thoughts twisted up can't keep down what I'm feeling and I'm afraid to unlock that door. Break: [V] My heart pounds like it's breaking deep inside me. Can't breathe, can't think but I feel. Tendrils of thoughts creep over me and often. Don't know if what I feel is real. For no reason, I find a flood of tears is threatenin' and find myself in a tug of war. My head wants to explode, sometimes I wish it would. So I need not unlock that door. [C] Behind that locked door is a person that's not me. Who can't keep my opponents at bay. Behind that locked door is a torrent of emotions. That exists and looms every day. Instrumental: [C] Behind that locked door is a person that's not me. Who can't keep my opponents at bay. Behind that locked door is a torrent of emotions. That exists and looms every day. [Tag] Every day. Every Day. Every Day. Every day. Copyright 2022 by Douglas Murphy www.soundclick.com/dougmurphy doug_murphy6@sympatico.ca