I can't anymore,
This life is not for me,
Every day,
Every week,
Every month.Over and over again,
I beg for help,
Can't no one hear?
My voice is sore,
Can't speak no more,
Why am I like this ?Can't you save me?
I feel lonely.
Drugs
Alcohol
Where are you?
Nothing helps.I want this to end.
I want the darkness to take me.
I want to go.
YOU ARE READING
Empty Coffin
Poetrypoems of a depressed pessimist Disclaimer : All of the grammatical mistakes are intentional.