Depressed

Sadness has struck you
Blown you away
To the ocean of missory
Just for a few days

When you lay down and bed
Wanting to cry
Thinking that you should just die
And get life over with

But then you realize
When you have that knife in your hand
That you have much more to live for
Not just for that man

Don't cry!
You made that sacrafice
To let him in your life
So you shouldn't die

Don't worry!
You will get over it
Cause someday you will realize
It wasn't worth it