You have to make a hole so you can drain the pain

If it didn't hurt you wouldn't do again

Scars are your stripes and rank of shame

How can you love someone when you hate yourself insane

When it is out of control
can you control yourself

When deep in dark's depth of despair take a rope of hope with you

Depression is the mosquito that infects with suicide

Proper help required or the patient may succumb and die

Depression is the iceberg below the waterline of life
Hidden and unseem has taken many of the ships that pass

All those that you love will feel the pain for life . Then they will experience how you felt with every second passed

Suicide is a sunset on a cloudy day . If and when it sets it's surely hard to say