My world is like the bottom of the abyss no one can ever make it out of there alive
Well lets just say mine is in my mind
I have demons that like to hide but come out and play game
My voices given me so much in. Encourgament that j think I will kill myself one day
No ones ever made it to the bottom of the abyss without dieng from all the pain they see
Just tell me it's not me that it's not my fault that they made me the way I am
Just promise me you won't stop trying like the others did even though you can't make it to the bottom yet
Just don't give up on me because I have too many people who have already did please prove them wrong that I'm worth fighting for
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poetry for the broken
Poesiathis is some poetry that I will write its new and read at your own risk