Psychotic Depression... Poem by Steven Hoon

Can you honestly claim your life to be a living Hell?
When you left me bleeding the insanity ov your betrayal.
I know I'm insane,
But I can not die.
Knowing that my whole entire life was a stupid f*cking lie.
So know you left me here to die...

It all began in the end.
And I will no longer pretend.
That I'm ok without you by my side.
Cuz the fact is everything I ever loved has died.

Did you feel proud knowing you left me broken and bruised?
Even after I claimed I had nothing left to loose.
Except my respect and love.
Knowing your above me in every way.
So now I can honestly say.
That my life is a living Hell.
As my brain derails.
This darkness lives inside ov me.
And I can never save myself.

So now with my mind lost in this psychotic state.
It'll be much easier to choose my fate.
Don't try to stop me,
It's too late!
As I stare right at Heaven's gate,
But then I hear your voice yell 'Wait'...

As you pulled the gun from my hand,
And tossed it unto the darkened land.
My body falls as I cry silently.
This being taking over my brain violently.
Then I see the women who saved my life is no more,
But dead...
So then I grab the gun once more,
And Put it right to my head...