"Why?
Why do I feel like this?
Why do I feel empty inside?
Why am I falling apart?
Why am I just giving up?
Why am I so close to the end?
Why am I alive?
Why?"
I stair at my alarmclock waiting for the ring
These thoughts fill my heart
They jump round and round
I feel the constant pounding
All these thoughts combined from several different puzzles trying to form a whole
I tell myself don't think just fade
How long?
Thoughts and memoreies come pushing slipping through the cracks
My arms alone are not enough
I give up let them in to hold me
So at night I let my eyes fill with tears
I let the bad thoughts and memories slip through the cracks
"But why?
Why do I feel like this?
Why do I feel empty inside?
Why am I falling apart?
Why am I just giving up?
Why am I so close to the end?
Why am I alive?
Why?"
Cracks in my mirror distort my image of truth
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PoetryDisclaimer: These poems/thoughts talks about all my sducidal and dark thoughts if you or someone you know is going through a hard time and is thinking about suicide or just ever need someone to talk to call this hotline: 1-800-273-8255 or you can te...
