lay me down upon this bed of regrets,
regress in thoughts, that remeber the past,
Lose the life still unlived,
Depression sets in...
You sleep your life away, falling past your insecurities,
falling past life, falling past your death,
Lay and waste away, losing a fight thats already been lost.
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Wait.............you just lay on the bed of regret, sleeping with depression But, Soon...........you will wake up, and walk out to go out for better life progression Then, Never give up for better life but you can give up on depression_Unwritten Soul