I can't go on,
There's nothing left for me,
The water's reached the sea now,
I'm at the end of the road.
My heart aches for company,
Company it can't have.
I must free it from this torture,
And down a poison bottle.
My skin is deteriorating,
I'm slowly opening it up,
Self harm has become a safe haven
And that is really wrong.
I shall say my last goodbyes,
And bid you all farewell.
And hope that you are fine with this
To live another day.
This is a test of power
Test of human mind
I failed this test,
I gave in to the voices,
As they never went away...
Goodbye,
I love you
I'm going to die.
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27/03/15
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Poems collection -Self harm (trigger warning)
RandomPoems about depression. And possibly more than that... I don't really know...