Sadness
falls in
becomes depression
soon you are lost
in your own little world
You don't know
what you're doing
at times you do
but others
are big black spaces
between memories.
Then you start
to try and kill
yourself
People try and figure
out Why?
You killed yourself they finally realize
they should've paid
more attention
He became mine
then not anymore
I was given
meds
but i wont take them
No use
they don't work
I now think of suicide
but I know I shouldn't
for if someone found out
I'd be sent to the loony-bin!
