No one is my friend.
Nothingness never comes to an end.
No one cares to bend.
Why should I try?
I always have a never ending cry.
They just say "bye."
Fake smiles they send,
But they just laugh in the end.
I am left falling in the wind.
What would it be like to fly?
What would it be like to die?
Deep sleep, never shy.
My brain is dead.
My stomach is unfed.
My heart is as hard as led.
Is there anything sweet?
Is anything made complete?
I wish to fall asleep.
I stay in my own little head
On my bed
In my shed.
What is my face?
It must be a disgrace.
I am a loser in a race.
Tears are overflowing.
Lights have stopped glowing.
Only emptiness is left showing.
Where do I go?
Everyone is a foe.
Does anyone know?
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Depression
PoetryI give my love and encouragement to those who have gone/are going through depression. That being said, this poem is maybe something you can relate to. Check out Saphira's video. It's pretty great.
