It takes over your mind,
and thoughts.
It controls your actions,
and makes u do stupid things.
It tells u no one cares,
and no would miss u if u weren't there
It makes u think u have no choice,
except that gun by your bed.
It makes u cut,
because that is the only pain stronger than it.
it makes u wish that u were,
dead.
It makes u think,
that u have no friends.
and this life would b better,
if u weren't there.
don't let it win,
fight till the end.
Show everyone that your strong,
and u wont end up dead.
don't give in,
to that horrid thing,
that they call depression.
