🖤❄️The pain is holding me so tight,
🖤❄️ Like a parasite sucking on my life,
🖤❄️ I am tired of the fake smiles, crying and unnecessary aggression,
🖤❄️ I am tired of the bullying, body shaming and rejection,
🖤❄️ Don't tell me your fucking words of affirmation,
🖤❄️ I am trapped in my head and my imagination,
🖤❄️ Because that's the only place I can be me and I can be free,
🖤❄️The only place I won't remember my fucked up reality,
🖤❄️ But the only place I can be taken away quickly,
🖤❄️ Brought back to people and their crulety,
🖤❄️As they remind me why am fucked up and lonely,
🖤❄️Oh I can't wait for this depression to kill me,
🖤❄️ I'm already slitting my wrist at seventeen,
🖤❄️Wonder what I would do by the time am eighteen,
🖤❄️ Might decide to slit my throat or something,
🖤❄️Oh what a sight,
🖤❄️As I watch my blood flowing before my own eyes,
🖤❄️ And my body becomes cold as ice,
🖤❄️In no time,
YOU ARE READING
A Place For My Depression
PoetryIt started out as poetry but just turned it into me talking and venting to be honest it's where I pour out all am feeling and it's still not enough so read and be engrossed in my weird world💔☠🙃
