Depression takes over your will to live
What's life if you can't live it?
It stops my will or wanting to keep trying, fighting.
one word an emotion controls me in an instant.
Not strong enough to let it all go, only weak enough to let it deeper within my soul.
How will I know I've had too much,
When will I know it's all beyond my power.
Depression... Why am I so affected I'm afraid.
Who will save me from this madness besides myself.
Why do I feel this anger, this hurt, this pain.
Only the blade can save me now, while my back is turned from the world.
No one can love me, as I cannot love myself.
So I ask my self "why would anyone love me?"
"How could they?"
Depression will totally take me over.
It will begin to run my life, and I'll be its puppet.
Being what they want me to be but in a massive confusion of emotions.
While I'm pushed out away from everyone,
Left in this harsh cold place with nothing.
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