Why do I even try
To trust any of my friends
They only doom me
Right to the end
They say
"Loosen up!"
As my mind twists
A thought, a bullet
A wicked end
You say your a friend
I'm an unstable man
I'm done, I'm through
And it's all because you
YOU ARE READING
Suicide Poems
Thơ caI'm depressed, yes. I don't need a therapist, no. I get really close, but I don't. I vent, and write my thoughts here, until I calm down.
