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Tw: Depression.


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Up all night,
Staring at my phone.

Waiting for someone,
Anyone.

Just to text,
3 simple words;

"Are you okay?"

3 simple words.

That's all I want.

3
Simple
Words.

Is it really,
That hard to do?

3 simple words,
Can mean so much.

If only my friends knew.

My sound-cloud playlist,
Is getting boring.

I listen to it at night,
I listen to it until morning.

The same songs,
It seems,
Are always on repeat.

It's like,
They don't want to move.

I don't know how,
It got so bad.

I thought I had it under control,
But I couldn't stop it!
Please believe me.

It was a dark curse,
That spread through me.

I don't know when,
Going to sleep at midnight,
Turned into 4a.m.

I don't know when,
My days merged together,
And became a blur.

I don't know when,
Living became,
A chore.

All I know,
Is,
That I'm internally struggling.

Our minds are deadly.

It can kill dreams,
With just a thought.
One by one,
I feel them go.

Each one,
Kills me slowly.

One day,
It'll get better.

That's what I tell myself at least.

Everything will be fine!

Hopefully,
The medicine will stay on the shelf.

One day,
I'll be free from this mess.

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/216 words/

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