Ask AI: Write a complex eminem style rap about depression

**Verse 1:** Yo, I'm trapped in a maze, no escape, can't find a way, This depression's got me cornered, like a predator and prey, It's a battle every day, fighting demons in my brain, In this house of pain, I'm the landlord, bound by chains, I scream but no sound, silence louder than explosions, Trying to swim through oceans, swallowed by big emotions, Nightmares in the daylight, shadows that I can't fight, Creeping through my mind like thieves in the dead night, I’m running from these echoes, but my feet never move, Thoughts stuck on repeat like a broken groove, In the mirror, I don't see my reflection, just a ghost, An empty shell of the person that I loved the most, Feel the suffocation, every breath is a trial, Walking on this tightrope, every step feels so fragile, My pen’s my only weapon, these words are my escape, But the ink spills sorrow with every line I create. **Chorus:** I'm caught in the storm, can’t see the sun through this rain, I’m fighting with the shadows, wrestling with the pain, Trying to break these chains, rise above the despair, But the weight of the world is so heavy to bear. **Verse 2:** I wear a mask with a smile but inside there's a war, Behind these eyes lies a battlefield, bodies on the floor, Camouflaged in laughter, I’m a soldier in disguise, Heart’s a haunted house with ghosts that terrorize, I’m disillusioned by the illusion that I'm living, Grief is my companion, in this soul-crushing prison, Friends say “stay strong,” but they don’t feel the cracks, Alligator’s hiding in the swamps, sneaking from the blacks, I paint the world with colors of my broken dreams, But this canvas bleeds hurt, full of silent screams, Piece by piece, I try building something whole, But depression’s a vulture, it feeds on my soul, I ride this rollercoaster, no end to the track, This heart's the battlefield and I keep coming back, I’m searching for answers in this mind’s endless chasm, Trying to light a candle in this shadowy sarcasm. **Chorus:** I'm caught in the storm, can’t see the sun through this rain, I’m fighting with the shadows, wrestling with the pain, Trying to break these chains, rise above the despair, But the weight of the world is so heavy to bear. **Bridge:** But in this fight, I find strength in my weakness, I'm writing my story with the ink of uniqueness, Every scar is a chapter, every tear a new page, Transforming my rage into a lyrical stage, I’m the architect of hope, laying bricks of resilience, Building a fortress of power out of my experience, With every beat of my heart, every word that I spit, I rise from the ashes, bit by bit.

(Verse 1) Deep in the layers of my psyche where the shadows grow, Wrapped in the darkness like I'm drenched in a black rainbow. Depression, my homie in the struggle, it's been a while, Creeps up unnoticed like a thief, steals my smiles. Haunted by the sorrow, demons whispering my name, Eminem survival style, now ain’t life a bitter game? Some days I'm Superman, others I can't even cope, My spirit’s fightin' back but the foe looks like hope. Look in the mirror, but in the reflection I can't find, The happy-go-lucky, carefree me, now he's left behind. Stuck in this slim shady reality, my mind's a dungeon, Where dreams once lived, now too exhausted to function. (Chorus) Depression, my invisible chain, Won't snap off, keeps dragging me down the drain. No Marshall Mathers fame, just the same old less, Me and my shadow, we're stuck in this mess. (Verse 2) In this silent symphony of despair, no harmony I hear, Just the internal echoes of my pain, my fear. Each shackle’s been built from the catastrophe of the days, Words are my salvation, they're my lyrical maze. I wear a mask of joy but the corners keep falling, In this ceaseless storm, my name life keeps calling. Time's ticking bomb rings loud in my hollow ears, A life wasted in worry, anxiety, and tears. Eminem style, from the Detroit school of hard knocks, Tryna dodge the bullets, but I'm deep in Pandora's box. Through this twisted journey, fighting dragons in my head, On this greyscale canvas, ink faded, colors all bled. (Chorus) Depression, my constant nemesis, my stormy sea, Keeps pulling me under, losing sight of me. No grammy on the shelf, just raw, unspoken truth, Depression and I, we got a tangled, knotted truce. (Outro) This ain't no Cinderella story, ain't no flowery fantasy, Just a real palpable struggle with life's cold reality. Yet, in the verse and rhythm find my solace, find my peace, In the wreckage of depression, even echoes oft' increase. Through the pain, the tears, the fear, we rocking nonstop, Like Eminem, I use my words to rise, to reach the top.