I do not want to be depressed. Mom I am trying. I can not keep apologizing. I took the blade to my own skin it was not a demon from god. I'm just trying. Mom will you listen!? I can not apologize. Mom I do not believe. Why must you say that I brought this upon myself? Mom god did not send me a devil. You can not drown my depression in a sea of Jesus. Mom I brought this upon myself it is all my own mind. Mom I can not believe. Not in a god you claim made me this way. Mom. I do not want to be depressed. I just want to be me. To be free. Not free from a demon But free from me.
This isn't based off full truth but here's a poem.