Who Tied The Knot?

I always used to despise the idea of suicide--
I considered it a weakness of mind.
But as each day flew by
​And the demons of my own mind
Grew louder and louder, 
I see my perspective has changed. 
Suicide is not an act or decision
Of selfishness like I once believed,
But rather something completely different entirely.
You see depression is an enteriley differnet being.
There is no man who is depressed,
But rather a man who lives with depression--
The two of them coexist in the same skin.
It is not the man who takes his own life, 
Rather it's the depression who takes the man's life.
You see suicide, no matter what brush you paint it with,
Is a tragedy.
It takes lives too young
And removes hope before hope has a chance to even show.
But it is not the man who ties the knot,
Or takes the shot,
It is depression.
Suicide is not a weakness of mind, 
But rather a hostile takeover of it.
Depression is the evil one and the selfish one
And depression is stealing those who we love.