Too Soon Forgotten Poem With No Title

No matter how many poems I create,
Or how many times I write,
There are no such type of words,
That can make me feel alright,

Tonight is one of my worst,
For reasons I can't explain,
I don't know what to do,
I ache with numbing pain,

These words are pouring out,
There's one for every tear,
But no matter what I say,
The message is never clear,

People will read this poem,
As they go on and read the rest,
My words will make no impact,
Because it's not one of the best,

But my heart is feeling cold,
And my body is starting to shake,
As I sit here and write you this,
I feel my chest about to break,

My eyes are becoming swollen,
From all these tears that seep,
Tonight is one of those nights,
I won't get any sleep,

I'll sit right here and think,
And then make no conclusion,
In the end I'll just get mad,
From all this pathetic confusion,

I feel myself going numb,
From hurt that's no longer mental,
And now I grab my cutters,
Swearing this time I'll be gentle,

But alas, hard I have pushed,
My heart is quickly racing,
All this pain and hurt,
Through scars- I am erasing,

This time it isn't working,
The pain is just too strong,
Nothing can be done to help me,
So I'll bleed here all night long,

Now my poem is ending,
There's nothing more I can say,
I hate this stupid depression!!,
It controls me every single day.

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