Depression Runs Deep

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By *Psychopathic Child*

Tonight you lay in your dark silent room Feeling overwhelmed with uncontrollable doom Pictures of blood and pain flash in your head Wishing to God that you were dead Can't stop the replay of pain that was caused Your mind won't stop can't hit pause The scars are proof of the agony inside But hurting yourself doesn't make the pain subside Your constantly tormented by the memories in your brain Trying so hard to keep yourself from going insane Your mind suffers and its getting harder to stand Even with all the helping hands From this pain you no longer can run Time is useless it helps you none Tried hard to move on with your life The only choice now is to reach for that knife You know everyone will weep But your depression just runs too deep You watch the tainted blood drip on the floor The heart that use to beat is no more Now you walk down the underground street Smiling to the rhythm of your final defeat

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