All I had

Peace, Love, and Happiness,
three great things to obtain.
At once I had all,
but now I have none.
Inner-turmoil took the peace.
Irritation took the love of friends.
Uncertanty took the love of God.
Lies to me made
Took my happiness...
To get them back,
I have to suffer myself.
Depression consumes my thoughts.
Not only my thoughts, but my life.
My life is almost over,
So let it come.
But, I have to overcome
these trial which
persue me.
I have to regain,
All I had.

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