- that moment when you thought everythings was finally getting better ; going through some of my old journals ..
Couldn't wait for the pain to go away ,
I'm losing a piece of myself every day .
Sitting in my room with tears in my eyes ,
Screaming silent cries .
Depression finally did win ,
& slashed open my skin ..
But what else could I do? It never got better ,
So I sit on my bed writing out a letter .
Nothing to lose everything to gain ,
I don’t know why but I need to feel pain .
My heart is screaming silently ,
As I tear through my flesh so violently ..
The tears are not there ,
But still i'm crying .
My body may be alive ,
But on the inside i’m dying .
I’m chasing something no one can see ,
It lives deep down inside of me ..
It pulls and tugs at my heart ,
Sometimes I can feel it ripping me apart .
I thought I gave out signs ,
So on my skin I drew bloody lines .
Depression made me weak ,
Adding on to your winning streak ..
So in the end I had to take my life ,
I did it with my enemy , a bloody knife .
Sorry I was such an inconvenience ,
Guess I wasn't such a genius .
I’m sorry & goodbye
I just had to die.
