welcome to the mind, the land of suicide
she told her herself
her voice got quieter
the smiles got smaller
her sleeves got longer
her sentences were shorter
the cuts got deeper
the nights went silent
she didn't attend school
not even meals
her distance was stretched
then was skinnier
seemed to be nothing left
till she realized this is it
her funeral has passed
the halls are quiet
they still wonder where they went wrong
but nobody knows
not even her
welcome to the mind, the land of suicide
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts
PoetryI'm really sorry if your going through this pain and horror of hating yourself or people hating you and you just want to be perfect. You are perfect.
