Depression
Depression can make a man like me take
This life with a grain of salt
Waiting for death is all I have left
Knowing everything is all my fault
Carrying that weight every single day
Leads to nothing but a heavy soul
The man gets no rest from thinking about death
Using all the wrong ways to fill the hole
I know in the end, I’ll pay for my sins
Everything tends to come back around
During those times, I was losing my mind
Depression made a man like me drown
D.R.L.
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