Depression why do you trick me so?
You let me be happy for a couple of weeks
No thoughts of suicide taking over my mind
And the knife hardly touches my wrists
So I start to think that maybe I’m getting better
Depression why do you steal my hope?
You let me be free just long enough to see the light
So that I’ll think that life isn’t so bad
That I don’t need to do stupid things like cutting
Then you go stomp on my hope, my light, and my life
Depression why do you hate me so?
Why me, why did you choose me as your victim
Was my life going to well that you thought you’d come into it?
Ruin everything that I had, stealing my hope, self esteem and so much more
Is this my punishment for something I’ve done?
Depression why do you keep me prisoner?
My life you’ve taken over, you’re the ruler of my world
Will you ever let me be free of your command?
Or am I doomed to be your play toy forever
Which you can torture, hurt and slowly kill
Depression why do you keep me alive?
Why do you not give me the strength and courage to end it?
Do you take joy in watching me suffer and push away the ones I love?
Do you like to see my blood fall and watch me destroy my life?
Why do you not let me die….
