Astral Projection

My depression is getting bad again
The future is going to suck

I want a song about getting better
Not songs about trembling hands and broken hearts
I want explosions of emotions and hillside rivers filled to the brim with unspoken words
I want silence filled nights
Star gazing with built up momentum

I no longer want unripened days filled with nothingness
Silence
No one near or far

I want to live
I want to love
I want to feel
I want to be heard