crazed, empty hearted, emotionless
What will happen if I leave?
Will I be missed?
Will it be strange?
Will I wither into Nothing?
Will I unwind?
I have no idea.
I plan to find out,
but I don't have the heart.
What about the others?
What will happen to the world I see now?
Will they break down?
Will they cry for weeks for me to come back?
Will anything even happen to them?
The way I see it,
Nothing will happen to anyone except me.
I am not loved.
I can't be missed if there isn't anything to miss.
If I can find two who care,
I will stay.
If I can find two willing to love me,
I won't go...
I can't find any.
I have decided to go.
There is nothing for me now.
My life will stop soon.
I have no desire to stay.
Goodbye terrible world of lies.
Goodbye deceitful life of sorrow.
I am leaving.
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PoetryDepression hits you like an earthquake. It is devastating and you never really know when it is going to happen. For about 2 1/2 years I have been depressed off and on. I have been near suicide even occasionally. Writing Poems has actually helped me...