My depression is greater than ever.
These sad lonely wrist I will sever.
I'm turning into someone I don't want to be.
everyone complains but no one is helping me.
I'm to gone and locked deep into myself.
Often wondering about this mental health.
I am not stable I am lost and sad.
I'm at the point, I have given all I had.
So if your not going to be here for me.
Than there's no time to wait and see.
Because I'm dying and I have no time left.
Before I finally lay to rest.
I often wondered if you cared.
Because those feelings were not shared.
It's not only you that I have died.
It's not only you that made me cry.
It was life it self, that's for sure.
Now everything is sad and hateful blur.
I'm sorry that I left you all and died.
This grieving process drove me to suicide.