Life can be so hard,
It can be such a heavy burden to bear,
It can wrap around your throat
and make you desperately beg for air,

Its like a weight that I just can't hold,
I'm trying to be bold, but I feel so weak,
and I start think there was never any hope,

So how am I supposed to cope with this sadness in my heart?
With this intangible disease tearing me apart?
Rooting deep inside of my brain,
heightening my sense of weakness and pain,

Forcing me to hate who I see in my reflection,
Believing I am just a rejection,
Sending a ripple through my mind,
Stirring feelings I didn't want to find,

Depressing thoughts start to form by storm,
& I hate myself for being who I am,
This weak pathetic excuse for a man,

& so the stigma of depression inside of my mind
begins to claw and grind at my soul,
Digging a deep dark hole that nothing can fill,
I don't think I have the will to keep on fighting,
I don't think I can cope,
I don't think I have what it takes
to keep searching for hope.