My mind is so messed up
I think I've had enough
I just want to die so bad
But if I do will everyone around me be sad?
My mind is playing games
My world is up in flames
I lost all hope and light
My mind is no longer bright
My mind has so many voices
And I don't have many choices
Because my mind is battling a war
Let's say I'm not winning anymore.
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Am I Good Enough Now?
PoetryDepression really sucks, and believe me I would know. So these are the poems of what goes on in my mind, even if I don't say them out loud. Sorry if you don't like them. *Trigger warning*