Pain

We’ve all felt those god awful feelings
The kind that hurt so bad they leave us reeling
Some people will never understand the pain
Or how it slowly but surely drives us insane

Depression is a brutal killing machine
It’s felt by millions, though it’s rarely seen
Most suffer in silence and bottle it all inside
And it feels like there’s no bright side

It has no remorse, the merciless pain it brings
No matter what it stems from, it’s unforgiving
Some claim that being emotional is a cry for attention
But those people don’t realize that it’s not the intention

There’s no way to measure how much pain one endures
And nobody has the right to judge that pain, that’s for sure
People can be vicious and insufferably remorseless fools
And to ridicule someone who suffers, is just plain cruel

Imagine the difference we help could make in someone’s heart
If we had just listened to them and been there from the start
We could save countless lives if we could just open the seal
And finally acknowledge the fact that depression is real


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