TW- SH, SU!C!DAL THOUGHTS
sadness.
sadness is my form of madness.
i feel mentally crazy in my mind's badness.
i let my thoughts revel in the blackness.
sometimes i cry too much,
and then leave to cut.
sometimes i cry too less,
and find it hard to express.
sometimes i get overly mad,
that i find it hard to even understand.
and i get so mad it makes me sad,
once again taking me back to the horrible pain and wishing i would be crushed like a clamp stand.
sometimes i don't feel like talking,
the words don't leave my mouth.
and other times i really wish i could shout,
that's when my emotions run south.
i feel disgusted seeing myself,
wishing i could hang off a shelf.
and i always think it's my fault,
mostly because it is, then pray my life would come to its hault.
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Poetryjust a place i will add in my poems. i am in no way shape or form a good poet, however i try. Achievements: #1 poetryjournal - 08.01.2023
