Depression, O sweet depression Why do you fill my soul with such relentless aggression? Following my never-ending trail of sorrow like an obsession, Do I not give thee enough attention? On my hands and knees begging for another session, Sedative after sedative and confession after confession, To release my inner most thoughts from long years of repression, No longer can I hold you down with my suppression. Happiness when I find you I will hold you like my dearest possession, Even though on me you have never left a good impression, It is sadness and disappointment that have preyed on me without discretion. Depression, O sweet depression, It is you I will no longer question, I must leave you lonely now it is time for my ascension.
Reason for writing:
Drowning in a life of major depression.
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