You just opened a bad omen and now you can’t stop reading it till you reach its end

Living in a time where depression is a good reason to die
Soon you’ll only be able to talk to me through prayer

You know whats sad? Your laughing at me and mocking me. How could you overlook me? Why are you always going to count me out? You haven't even seen my best.

Is it kindness thats giving me the will to live?
To take away my own life
A life connected to all of those who love me
Is it mean to tear that all a part
Just because I'm dealing with a broken heart

Theres a dark man at your door and you don't know if you should answer it.
He spends his time inside your mind trying to give you reasons to die until you finally decide he's right, that's when the devil wins, when you become so fond of the idea of death because you feel like life isn't worth living