I sit and wait for you to be there
Sometimes I wonder if you even care?
I sit and I cry waiting for the end
All you do is sit there and pretend
That I'm not there and the depression
Isn't real; You lie to yourself
You lie to me; As I sit in a corner
And weep and weep; It's too hard to swallow
To hard to breath
The mask is coming undone
Revealing the pain; revealing the sorrow
I sit and yell, I feel so alone
You yell and you scream
I feel like a pathetic waste,
Lost in a sea of lies
I feel like this depression
Will never die
Can somebody help?
Will anybody help me escape?
I'm begging now, just for a out
I scream your name, but you're not there
Finally, I realize you don't care
YOU ARE READING
Heartless poems book 1
PoetryThese are poems that I wrote and am still writing. Most of these have to deal with depression, suicide, or just wanting an escape. Check out my second poem book "heartless poems book 2", I know. Such and original title. THESE ARE MY HANDWRITTEN POEM...
