so few people will
understand what's happening.
i have had great times to
cherish, but things fell apart and
i am so tired of constantly
dealing with so much shit.
everyone, i'll miss you.
selfish, i know.
unexpected, i know.
i hid it all too well, but vultures
circled my head before
i knew how bad it was
depression beat me.
everyone beat me.
so like me, giving up.
under my smile,
i hid all of the pain. but know,
choosing death over you?
i almost chose you. but the
darkness over my heart
engulfed me.
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notice the pattern?
if you do, sorry for being so dark, if you don't, look harder.
YOU ARE READING
desolation
Poetrydes·o·la·tion ˌdesəˈlāSH(ə)n/ noun a state of complete emptiness or destruction. anguished misery or loneliness. just a book of my inner thoughts, feelings, and observations TRIGGER WARNING: may include eating disorders, self harm, alcoholism, suici...
