Depression's Game


Depression is a deep black hole
And fills with it your helpless soul
Before you know that you are trapped
It drags you deeper, to the black
Your mind and body start to fade
Wishing someone would come to aid
But no one comes and your still there
Thinking of the heavy burdens you bear
Wishing it would all just end
You find your will to live again
Life would never have been the same
If you would have played depressions game

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