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how to save a life

where did go wrong i lost a friend...

the music hears me well,seeping through me, connecting to my veins
it hurts, the pain imaginable
although I have not lost one, it is a thought
it is the thought
that I would hope
that one, or many
would miss my existence
if I died
it is scary
but there are times
in the darkness
that I wish it was all gone
now it sits
waiting to show
but it relies
on my unhappiness
my depression
to fully hit
when nothing matters
fun is no longer fun
events
just there
when one says
just think happy thoughts
it is not possible
like is just continual
i have my time
there are times
that voice means everything
I won't pick up anything
especially if not verbal
it is why I live
live to hear the voice
that I no longer hear
the voice that loves me
that keeps me alive
it is then, why should I live?