I sit on my bed
Curled in a ball
Crying to hard I can't breathe at all
And I start to wonder
Why can't I be six feet under?
Painful cries
Darkened skies
A sea of tears
Coming from all the years
A hidden face
Filled with disgrace
If there was a door I could open
A simple path I could take
I don't want to be stuck here forever
In this endless spiral of dread
Fire ablaze within my eyes
A smile concealing all my lies
Screaming, begging, calling out
A final, frantic, desperate, shout
Why'd you leave so soon?
I sit here in bitter gloom
You always understood my fears
You always stopped my pouring tears
I want to take my life
With this cold steel knife
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Poems and Quotes ~ depression and self-harm~
Poetry~ poems and quotes about love, self-harm, getting hurt, and depression ~
