I am locked within the walls of my own mind, unable to escape, reaching for help that is not there.
My demons are inside. No one can save me from myself.
So tired of flailing and struggling to no avail, exhausted, worn down.
Every fiber of my being screaming.
LET
ME
OUT.
YOU ARE READING
End Of The Road
PoetryCollection of poems, short stories, notes, quotes, etc mainly to do with self-harm and suicide