Death Row

It's eating into me, gradually...
My friends noticed, and warned me about it
I'm aware of it
but what else can I do
for life has to carry on no matter what it is
I must say, I can’t stand it anymore
I feel like I’m living a death sentence
held in a prison
trapped on death row
a row full of pain
a row full of depression
that prison in my body
I’m locked in tight
how I wish I could just take that final walk
tale me final pain filled steps
walk down death row
and it would all just end
all the pain
all the depression
it would just end
it would all just go away
but instead
I live a life on death row
in a prison I can never escape...