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I'll be the first to admit
Depression isn't just an illness
It's an action to commit
It's a life choice for the loveless
And we choose it
Because we need it
We don't know how
To live without
Our transgression
Of depression
Soaring high for escape
Best to fly to flee this place
Let wings carry towards fate
Better than living among the fake

If wings are what you would choose
Are you like me?
Wanting to flee?
What would wings do for you?
Set me free
Among the stars
And I guarantee
That I'll go far
Driven by the need
To get away
Set me free
For just one day
Gravity.... Doesn't it ****?
You wake up
Every day

Food past lips
Nothing to say

Heart does flips
Love in play

Your breakup
Leaves life gray

You still wake up
Every day

Just to do it again
In a different way
Pain
Holds the virtue
Of strength

Loss
Holds the key
To satisfaction

Love
Is an ignorant form
Of bliss

Death
Is the path
To peace

Life
Is the road
To accomplishment

Hate
Is the cause
Of evil
I want to know
What it's like
To live a happy life
With no bruises to show

Where every face
Holds a smile
Without the façade
Of a happy soul

Take me away
To a happy place
Where every day
I can find peace
If you spit blood
while brushing your teeth:
it could be a sign
of gum disease.

And if you feel
pain and distress
it might be a sign
that you're depressed.

And if you are
anything like me,
it could be a sign.
It might just be.

If you ache
and you don't know why,
it could be sign
that you need to cry.

And if you cry
and there's no relief,
it could be a sign,
that like a thief
life has taken its toll
and its becoming too much;
and now you've grown
cold to touch.

If this sounds
anything like you
it's probably a sign,
that there are two.
That together we fall.
and that what you're going through,
is nothing new;
so hold onto something,
anything,
and I will, too.
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