Happiness is something I want to unlock
by noticing the scars on my wrist.
Do not be shocked...
My depression has not reached a level that I will accept but with a twist.
Of my own death..
I'm drowning in my own sweat.
The tears I cry...
Are saying goodbye.
I get lost every time you leave.
Lost in the signs, I receive.
Thought I could do this on my own.
But it just reminds me I'm alone.
Your quick to drag me through this pain, once again.
But I feel that this is my end.
I am not addicted
Some how feeling afflicted.
Lighting up my cigarette...
Smoke fills the outside
of where these demons, I have met.
I have nowhere to hide..
It's the mental numbness I want to eliminate.
Diverting myself from all the guilt and hate.
Wondering if I see life or is it to late...
I feel I have met my fate...
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