April 26, 2018

Broken hearts beat against the wall
I drown in my tears when you call
Emotions swirling down the drain
Unpleasant thoughts pierce my brain

The broken mirror puzzled on the bathroom floor
Doctors prescribe not to lock the doors
But it's not the locked doors that deliver the pain
Depression is a confusing unpausable game

Uncertain if I’ll survive the night
The screams of my demons bite
Through the flesh of my conscious thoughts
Only hate for my life is what the sadness brought

So I find myself stumbling to a cliff's edge
I throw my sadness off the ledge
This depression must come to an end
A farewell is what I send

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