Depression is real, and not a joke.
I'm not happy without Him.
Are you like me suffering to cope?
Time drifts by with the clocks every stroke.
Singing became an empty hymn.
Do you struggle daily not to mope?
It doesn't get better until truth is spoke.
I've stumbled so long upon the brim.
Do you hang on at the end of your rope?
Until I grasped for my shepherd's cloak,
My light had faded darker than dim.
Please, remember Jesus Christ is our hope.
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