The edge of depression

Random poem about my depression, recent recovery from an attempted overdose, and my addiction to liquor.

I miss when things were easy
Life got too complicated
Happiness has left me 
And now my soul is jaded

What happened to those times?
When I was chipper 
So much stress 
Made me turn to liquor 

It brings back bad memories
Of what hurts the most
A failed attempt of suicide
It was an overdose

What happened to those times?
When I was chipper
So much stress 
Made me turn to liquor

Author's Note

I know this is not one of my best works. but I have not been able to write much in the hospital, because pencils are considered weapons to harm yourself.