"The saddest thing is when you are feeling real down, you look around and realize that there is no shoulder for you…"

I must confess,

I don't like feeling depressed

All my past memories have been repressed

My life, it's all  just a second guess

I must say

I can't keep my suicidal thoughts at bay

As I so often stray

No one understands the words I try to convey

I must declare

I just don't care

About your judging stare

Lies, I really do fall into deep despair

 I must vent

My life is hell bent

My sins, do I no longer repent

I've long ceased my lament

I'll use my last dose of meth

To take my last breath

All I seek is my sweet sour death