Depression Kills
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Category : Poems
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I’m just trying to end it all.
These thoughts in my head that keep telling me I should be dead.
These demons in me that want to be set free.
These voices I hear that keep telling me to take the easy way out.
Everything is just closing in on me now.
I have a gun in one hand and a pen in the other, what shall I put in that suicide letter?
Do I apologize to my loved ones? Do I explain why I did it? Would they even understand the things that I have written?
I’m sorry, but I must go now. But please don’t be sad, remember the good times we all had.
