Let me tell you something
That you've heard before.
What is a man benefitted if he gains the whole world and loses his soul?
Depression is a worldly thing
It's just comes and goes.
Yes it takes a long time
I would be the one to know.
12 years while in school
Getting beat up after class and always being called a fool.
I tried suicide 6 times
But what did I gain?
Death and life.
Maybe life is a game
We're just the board pieces.
And who ever rolls the dice
Gets to control our life.
But I refuse to believe that.
We can save ourselves.
We control our lives.
Out of the pit we rise
Only just to fall.
Everything gets in our way
And we feel no good at all.
If death is a trophy
Where is mine at?
Suicide 6 times and every time a fail
Everytime I try I just want to yell.
Why can't I die?
What's keeping me here?
Is it the hope of going away?
Or is it truly fear?
I know I have a purpose
And that's to be by you.
To take you by the hand
Until you feel brand new.
The warm embers in the fire
I guess it's really tired.
And If pain is a game
Where is my gain?
I throw up blood everyday
And just to wipe the tears away.
I cut, I bleed to my knees
Where is everyone at?
Did they just leave?
If life's a game I already lost.
But I'm still here stuck in fear.
The fear of you leaving me here
I fall to my knees begging you please
Keep going!!!
you got this!!!
please it's not over.
I fall on my face
Because you've given up hope.
Tell me what just happened
Did I just choke?
It's the last leg of the race
please keep up the pace.
Don't do like I did
And fall on your face.
This is not my piece
Written by Christopher Clayton Sims
January 18, 2017
