What is it like to die,
What is it like to go home everyday and not cry,
What is after life,
After this hell we live in,
Will we stay in this world of sin,
Or is there something better,
Will we be released from the hurtful world,
Hell is where I was to go,
That is what I have been told,
But I'm already here,
In this filthy terrible place,
If I could choice I would leave with much haste,
But I'm still here,
Wanting death to claim me,
Wanting to go into the darkness,
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Keep On Keeping On
PoetryFor those who are dealing with depression keep on keeping on