March 5, 2017, 2:45pm
I'm dying
It hurts
It's too much
Why am I here?
I want to die.
But I don't.
I mean I really don't want to die but at the same time I can't keep up like this
I need it to end
These thoughts through my mind telling me that I can't deal with the hurt
Yet my future is still telling me to get places
I can make it
I can make it
God I hope I make it
Oh my god what if I don't make it
What will happen?
I don't know
I'm scared to ask
I'm scared to let my feelings be known
I don't want you worrying about me
I don't want you asking if I'm okay every time you see me
I want everything to be okay
Everything will be okay
I just need to get through
And everything will be okay
I hope it will be okay
Just please don't worry
Even if it's not okay I will still say that it is
I just don't want you to worry
If I want to die I'll be the one dealing with the hurt
Because according to everyone else I will be okay
YOU ARE READING
My Depression
PoetrySome sad stuff... I mean a lot. It's all true. Highly edited but mostly unfiltered, this is my life laid out for you. Note: Try to pay attention to the date that the poems were originally published
