My Friend Depression

Looking for an end, an easy way out
I contemplate suicide but then my head fills with doubt
I want my life to be taken, but not by myself
I couldnt do that, not to my sister, my angel of wealth
But if it was taken by any other way
Good riddence to me I guess, thats all we can say
Too many, even family say I'm good for nothing
So why cant it end, please stop my pain and suffering
I always wonder when the lord will give me a call
I guess until then I'll continue to fall
Fall down deep, into something i call depression
Forgive me lord I have many sins, I've never been good at confession
I've lied, stole, and even done drugs
I've kicked out the good people, and hung with nothing but thugz
I've watched my life go from good to bad
Basically I've thrown away all the good I once had
So now its just me, me and MY FRIEND DEPRESSION
Is this my punishment, is this how I learn a lesson?
If it is lord thats completely okay
But if your gonna punish me please do it all the way

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poem by Brandon Johnson
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