I try to talk to the man upstairs
But he just doesn't listen to my prayers.  
I down so many beers
Because nobody actually cares.  
Drenched in tears
I know there's nothing left besides my fears.  
'Causing more demons to appear
Making the atmosphere
Heavy.
Making it harder to breathe,  
I know soon everyone will leave,
Giving depression an option to overachieve
Without even asking me, please.
Save me from my own thoughts
Before I rot.
I once thought,
"I matter," but I guess not.
This is for the ones who fought.
One last tie to this knot,
you are my weak spot…