Short Poems [Book #1]

Thoughts *

I hang out with her,

But not with family,

Wanna know why?

Because to me,

She's my family,

And you're my enemies,

You tell me everything's my fault,

You plant thoughts into my mind,

Just so I break and fall,

You've shattered my hope,

You've made me cry,

You make me want to kill myself,

In fact, why can't I just die?

I hate it all,

I hate myself,

Trusting others,

Isn't going well,

Lying,

Is becoming easy,

And with these lines on my skin,

I'm blocking everyone off,

For each cut,

Is another though they give,

"They all hate you",

"You're stupid",

"You were never my friend",

Well guess what you did?

Depression isn't easy,

Especially when,

You're your enemy.