Depressing Poems

5-15-16

My parents want to send me away

My life has become completely grey 

I don't care about anything anymore

I could see someone be killed and be fine with the gore

They want to put me in a mental hospital so I can get better

That's why I'm writing this, it's kind of a letter

They want to send me away tomorrow night

That gives me such fright

I don't believe that I'm crazy

When I cry my vision gets hazy

I feel nauseated 

I feel so hated

What kind of parents are they

I'm so dizzy from my anxiety attack that I sway

They didn't deny it when I said I'm a disappointment 

I will kill someone if I have another therapy appointment

I heard them talking about me behind my back

Tonight was another night where I have a mental breakdown and I crack

The worst part is that I have no one to talk to anymore

I have shut someone out of my friendship door

Poetry is now the only way I can deal

This is the only way I can tell you how I feel

I know I can write beautifully

People should just start writing a eulogy

No one will help me with this issue 

When I die you might need a tissue

I pushed away the one I loved most

Soon I might become a ghost

I wish I never pushed him away

It has made my life a lot more grey

I don't feel any emotions besides pain

Is this how Dean felt with the Mark of Cain

I'm glad my dad didn't beat me because of our fight

If he beats me one more time I will bite

I don't want to admit my father is abusive

He likes to be very intrusive

He isn't as bad as you can be

He doesn't hit me for any reason besides when I'm being me

When I say me I mean someone who is pissed off at the world

Now I just want to send everyone to the Underworld

He thinks I'm insane

It's not my fault I have chemical imbalances in my brain

I don't have any true friends anymore

I want to sit down and cry on the bathroom floor

I don't really tell anyone anything that happens at home

But you know what they say; when in Rome

I don't know why I get over my pain with morbid humor

I bet God looked at me and said "Doom her"

I feel like I got the short end of the stick 

I repeatedly want to be hit over the head with a brick

Hello 

I bellow

As I wave to Death

I can feel soon that I'll take my last breath