Philosophical Death

Depression got me thinking philosophical Are we really here am I mythological? Screws coming loose, minds psychological lifes coming to an end it was purely periodical Tryna catch up To my sanity. I'm searchin for clarity in this ugly reality Never meant to play with the devil sold my soul out of vanity. Now my life is broken and I can't find the pieces Temperature drops as my heart rate decreases and seizes I'm all out of words in feelin so speechless I've dug my own grave I stare down in the deepness' I sense death and fall to my knees Empty thoughts, its peace Im at ease