Death Of Depression

by Thea   Mar 16, 2005


You just want answers
Why do I do this
You cant understand
Like there’s a point to miss
But I hate to tell you
I’m as clueless as you
I want to be happy
I just don’t know what to do
I don’t want to cry
Every time I’m alone
I want to get out
Of this hell they call home
I want to stop cutting
Stop scaring my skin
I want to breath
But I just die within
I want to stop it all
I see I’m hurting you
So tell me I beg you
Just what should I do?
I took 70 pills
But my body did not break
So now in school
I’m called a fake
I cut as deep as I could
But the pain stopped me
And yet again
I was not set free
So this is it
The only way out
It’s all I can do
As I scream and shout
I will die a death
Not known to man
But with this sadness
I know I can
I’ll shout and scream
I’ll ball and cry
Simply through depression
Is how I will die

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