I want to be invisible
Like the demons I face to fight everyday
They are just getting too unbearable
To even think about wanting to stay
My cell, kept a mess
Because I just can't get out of bed
I don't have the words to express
All these thoughts, crazy in my head
No escape to be free
No escape unless I die
And begin to rot, like a tree
That never touched the sky
My dreams crashed down
Breaking the glass beneath my feet
To the dark waters below, where I will drown
I think it's finally time to admit defeat
As the dark waters pull me further under
I gasp for air, but I know it is all in vain
As my heart beats, it bleeds, being torn asunder
Piercing my body with pain
And to cope, I make myself bleed, too
I scratch at the stitches, hoping for release
It's nothing new
I'm just trying to find the eternal peace
So I don't have to live, be heard, or be seen
Because that is all I want, to rest under six feet of soil
Lying there, so peaceful and serene
Unaware of the mortal coil
I have been fighting all my life
I can fight no more
Give me a razor, a blade, or a knife
But what is it for?
It's to end it all
It's to end everything
And so, as I fall
Hear the funeral bells ring
It's all I really want; to not exist
I start with one, two, three, four
Cuts on my wrist
As death rings at my door
Going deeper and deeper
Into my skin
I am set to meet the Grim Reaper
Tonight is the night I kill the monsters within
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The Secrets Written In My Scars
Non-FictionBasically my life. Some triggering topics included; such as mental illnesses, suicide, self-harm, and abuse. Read at your own risk. Topics in multiple formats; such as journal entries, poetry, letters to people who will never read them, letters to m...
