In the quiet of the night, where shadows softly fall,
I feel the weight upon my chest, a burden's silent call.
My mind a restless ocean, waves crash without a sound,
In this sea of sorrow, I'm afraid I might drown.

I'm sinking in the darkness, can't see the light above,
Lost in this abyss, searching for the love.
A whisper in the chaos, a beacon in the night,
I crave the ecstasy, to make everything alright.

Depression, ecstasy, the highs and the lows,
Caught in the middle, where the cold wind blows.
Longing for the summit, where the sun shines bright,
But trapped in the valley, in the dead of night.

I remember the moments, when the world was mine,
The rush of euphoria, so pure, so divine.
But now I'm in the shadows, yearning for the dawn,
Hoping for the strength to keep holding on.

Depression, ecstasy, the highs and the lows,
Caught in the middle, where the cold wind blows.
Longing for the summit, where the sun shines bright,
But trapped in the valley, in the dead of night.

In this endless cycle, where hope and despair collide,
I search for balance, on this bipolar ride.
From the depths of sorrow, to the peaks of bliss,
In this fragile existence, it's the highs I miss.

Depression, ecstasy, the highs and the lows,
Caught in the middle, where the cold wind blows.
Longing for the summit, where the sun shines bright,
But trapped in the valley, in the dead of night.

And as the night descends, I close my eyes and pray,
For the dawn to break the darkness, and bring a brighter day.