fuck, i'm scared of dying.
but my mind--
it keeps on playing
a picture of me
hanging myself.and i'm afraid,
i might actually do it.it's a battle,
a never ending war,
mind against heart
who should i side with?should i side with my mind
and end my life?or should i become a slave of my heart
and thrive to survive?
YOU ARE READING
Unpleasant thoughts of a confused teenager.
Poetryjust a bunch of depressive thoughts.