I don't want to live
Nor really die
Sometimes I just need to cry

I get out my paper and pen
As depression begins sinking in
My soul is so lost within

Pain from my past, tryna control
Something inside of me, has taken ahold
Or maybe it's the drugs, taking a toll

Darkness is here to steal my light
Turning my days into sleepless nights
I struggle with invading thoughts
As they diminish my mind

They say wounds will heal, within time
Yet, I still search for that healing
I guess I must be blind

Maybe later the dark shall turn to bright
Until then though, I continue hating this life
So, once again I'm just here to write.
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