Depression Is Bad
I sometimes wonder if I'll ever
make it through Heaven's Gate.
Just living here - it seems forever
that I have to wait.

But then our bodies aren't made
to live that long.
Either sickness invades our bodies
or wear and tear makes them work wrong.

Dealing with hospitals and doctors
and life really seems bad.
I believe many times that causes
depression that takes away all our glad.

As our health gets worse, Satan takes advantage
of the depression very quickly.
I pray to God that He will know that
depressed people are inside very sickly.

Well, this isn't a very happy poem
but I've seen a lot of depression.
And to be truthful with you,
I have it and that's my confession.
written 12/04/2009


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