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Losing All That Matters

Depression's rough hands
Grasp onto my soul
They're squeezing so tightly
And taking control

I'm choking on life
And coughing up hope
My screams are just whispers
My voice is unknown

Masculine fingers
Are taking my life
Tearing me in pieces
Scattering my sight

My body's impaired
My skin starts to peel
Anguish has me captured
Death feels the just deal