Depression Olympics by Kurt Holes

Wake up on the sidelines, night turns to day
Numbing the ache, trying not to play
Heart feels heavy, weighted down by rain
Smile on display, hiding all the pain

Running through the motions, stuck in place
Quiet battles, fought behind a solemn face
Shadows creeping in, trying to take the lead
Fighting for survival, planting hope's seed

In the Depression Olympics, holding tight
Battling the darkness, searching for the light
Medals made of masks, falling to the floor
Going for the gold, but craving so much more

Whispers in the silence, tears that never show
Wrestling with the demons, no one seems to know
Climbing invisible mountains, strength you'll never see
Reaching for the summit, trying to break free

The world keeps spinning, we stumble but we try
Hiding in the laughter, underneath we cry
Silver linings fade, but we keep the fight
Turning shadows into dawn, we chase the light

In the Depression, Olympics, holding tight
Battling the darkness, searching for the light
Medals made of masks, falling to the floor
Going for the gold, but craving so much more

In the Depression, Olympics, holding tight
Battling the darkness, searching for the light
Medals made of masks, falling to the floor
Going for the gold, but craving so much more

• Everything
• World
• pop rock
• United States