Chocolates when depressed

At midnight,

I eat chocolates,

for I am depressed,

it’s supposed to comfort me,

but then,

thoughts of diabetes creep in,

and I am no longer sure,

whether to be depressed,

or a depressed diabetic?

if it’s brave to kill oneself,

or if the whole thing is

beyond value judgment?

the puzzle persists…

for a decade old midnight.

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