"Are you okay?"
No, I feel like I'm spirling
I feel like drowing
"What's wrong?"
My moods fucked up
The voices won't stop
The laughing
The screaming
The whispers
They illude me
"How can I help?"
If death knocked on my door I'd laugh in its face
If the roof fell down I'd stay in place
You think you can help?
"I want to try"
Then your naive
No one can help me
I got a devil on both shoulders talking
And you think you can help?
"Yes"
Stop lying to yourself
I'm unfixable, no point in trying
No point in wasting your time
They won't shut up no matter how much you try
They won't leave me alone no matter how much you try
"What will you do?"
Fight to stay alive.
YOU ARE READING
Poems for the lost souls
PoetryHere you will find a lot of more depressing poems I have created. Most of them currently reside in a different book of mine so I will slowly transfering them all into her.
