Silently She Thinks....

I'm sitting on the floor
my arms around my legs
anxiously i wait
for hope that lays ahead

do i go ahead and run
and try to reach the end
do i let aside this mask
and try to be my friend

I'm stuck between this war
of depression and joy
one pulling me to wards the other
trying to make it like before

well silently i scream
and yes silently i cry
waiting for the peace
trying to touch the sky

must i keep on thinking
of self harm every day
is it necessary to throw up
when I'm really fading away

I'm crying out for mercy
I'm crying out for help
someone please come rescue me
i wont return too all that hell...