I am mentally in pain
My mind has splinters in it
Knifes and needles stabbed in my brain
Depression made it split
Thoughts made it catch on fire
Stress made it smoke
Prayers didn't help put it out
So there goes the death of hope
Loneliness made it starve
The hunger for death is growing
The silence made my heart carve
Wanting to be alive is lowing
Agony hung me high
Sadness was the rope
Suffering wanted me to die
Torment is my tope
Death is my only bed
The knife was my savior
So finally I lay dead
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-SomethingDark
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Cold Nights ||Poems||
PoetrySometimes I just need a way to express how I feel when I can't put it into words, I'm sure we all feel that way whether you're a teen or young adult. Mental health deserves to be heard, you deserve to be heard.
