Every day i open my eyes
Cover up my scarred thighs
Hate myself and hate my life
Cry till slumber and crave to die
Every night i have those dreams
I promise you im not what I seem
I must cover up all my torn seams
Cut my skin and never scream
What's the point of living,
When your living to die?
What's the point of dying,
When your dying to live?
I need to live
I want to die
The knives don't hurt
But the words make me cry
Everyday
I feel the pain
Everynight
I feel the knife
I want to die
I want to die
I want to die
I hear the lies
The screams of the depressed
My body cries
The screams never rest
The screams never rest
The HOLE in my chest
I do my best
WONT LET my emotions confess
The ghosts of me
My restless sleep
My skin weep
My broken soul to keep
The ghost holds me back.
My heart continues to crack
And then HE attacks
Strength I truly lack
I want to let go
He is too strong
It's time to let go
This time has gone on too long
Hes spreading pain throughout every inch of me
I can't take it im not strong enough hes taking control of me
He'll never stop the torture and aggression
Theres no way for me to give a confession
The devil?He does a good impression
Hes evil and cruel and his name is depression
Not mine. Written byiRapunzel-5
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Depression quotes
RandomThese are just some poems I wrote or found. I will let you know if I one of them. If you ever need to talk PM me. I might not be much help, but I will still try to help.
