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The Battle With Depression
There are days I lose this battle with depression Mental anguish like a demon possession It sets in like a shadow of sin over me Consuming all my physical energy! I often wonder if suicide is my only answer Emotional strain inside eating me alive, like cancer So tired of picking myself up off my knees Time seems to be ticking for this mental disease Oh God! Wake me; restore the very core of my soul! Take me before I self-destruct and lose control I’m not getting much stronger, and I’m not sure I can make the climb How much longer? Because it’s apparent, I’m out of time! Staring at this chrome 38 in my hand It’s almost too late, I pray my daughters understand I put the barrel to my temple, closing my eyes, And just for a fraction of a second I fantasize There is a funeral and I see my daughters’ disappointment I visualize my soul engulfed in flames, so much torment I come back to reality setting in Lowering the pistol I can’t allow this to be my end I get up of the couch and open the curtain hung at the window I have an uncontrollable urge to get out of this studio I need a breath of fresh air and this was the only way Escaping this emotional warfare-to survive another day This entry is from my diary-a bit of a confession It is a constant battle with my depression!!!!
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