Brain:
I'm working but I'm depressed, stupid and suicidal
Heart:
I'm beating but I don't feel alive, I'm in so much pain, and broken
Lungs:
I'm breathing but it's getting harder every day
Eyes:
I'm holding too many tears, I can't handle them anymore
Hands:
I want to cut, scratch and strangle myself
Arms:
I am full of scratches
Stomach and legs:
I am covered with layers of disgusting fat
Face:
I'm ugly. I try to be pretty with makeup but I'm still ugly
Mouth:
I lie. I smiled. I'm smiling. I will keep on smiling.
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The dark abyss that is my mind: part one
PoetryDo you know that feeling? Nothing matters, nobody cares, life has no meaning. That feeling that you want to just give up? That all you do is use up space and annoy people? That everybody is better off without you? That's me everyday. Every single da...
