The pain,
As the tears slide down her face
As the blood drips down the drain
Should she do it or shall she wait
Cuts and scrapes this is life thats no mistake
She wants to scream for help but some how shes a drama queen
All the voices in her head well she rather be dead
She writes a note to her mom,
"Im sorry but I just dont belong"
As she takes her final breath she reaches peace and death
Depression is real when there is a rope with no left over hope
youll fight but ill always win
am i really considered a sin
when the time comes ill have you too
no where to go nothing to do
Sincearly,
~Depession