Basket Case [poems and shorts on depression]

s h e . w a s . w o r t h l e s s

one day when she got home

she took a four hour nap

fell asleep on a peice of foam

held tightly in a wrap

woke up with blood stains on her bed

her cuts had opened up

bursting out shades of red

she was unable to get up

it took her agony away

her heart ache disappeared

there was no reason to delay

it was life that she feared

she hung up a noose

stuck her head through the hoop

there wasn't an excuse

so she fell in one swoop

she flew in the air

looking out at the sky

wind blowing through her hair

she knew it was worth the try