Foreign thoughts pounding themselves into my brain
where did i go so wrong all in hopes to gain
my soul has broken, fallen to the dusty ground
unfortunately, by life, to this world i am bound
suicidal tendencies grow stronger with each step
it's so hard to live life in a world that doesn't except
only pain and anguish fallow in my lonely wake
along with shame for my each and every mistake
memories and smiles hide behind these sad eyes
though all i see through them are those constant lies
made by a world full of strangers that i know
the only one i ever loved now dwells below
a shattered heart scattered across a forsaken land
a silly little girl on her knees with raised hands
scars hidden loosely beneath the layers
god punishes and ignores her prayers
these suicidal dreams i make every night i sleep
become even more vivid with the time i keep
trying so hard to stay strong for another day
i only wonder if anyone would notice anyway
I'm so sick of writing, sick of trying
sick of every night i can't stop crying
but why should you care for my heart felt confession?
this is just another stupid poem about depression.
