F**k...I Lost The War

The pain of going back to horrific mental state of so far away. Living day by day in glory just to relapse back to depression

Im f*****g done with life!

Beat me until the blood ,Slowly starts to flood my throat.

Im hurt ,and s**t man im about to burst.

I have been deceived,And nobody is around when Im in need.

Im dead,but im alive.

F**k how can I survive?

My repression of depression Could only last for a small time.

I can no longer say im fine,and Im trying my best not to relapse.

The one who i once adored, Lost the war.