Depression

[Judicious] My suicidal ideation Has got me puking crying, dying aching And my throat waiting for my next do or die idea of my creation Breakin my trachea after I tripped on a rake on a stake out Ordered it take out, then proceeded to make out with this bitch Then I raped her fuckin brains out Can’t stop feelin depressed, I’m too stressed Unless I ingest some cess, that feels the best But I can’t get the rest of this shit off my chest Guess I’m not blessed enough to clean this mess up Don’t repress any I let it out, could give a fuck less Quinny you ain't in pain you're a soldier Why do I feel like so much fuckin weight on my shoulders Like a dump truck loaded with boulders the older I get my heart grows colder I've cried so many god damn tears over the years it's over Drank so many solo beers fuck my peers who can't maintain sober Drained the brain of sane thoughts in with the insane Thousands of thoughts in my head, some I’m caught up I dread I’m prayin I don’t get the ones sayin get dropped and be dead Do it to yourself Fuckin fuck fuckin fuck fuck Kill Me