Depression
it's like a little voice inside
your head telling you everyday
KILL YOURSELF
but we're just kids at heart
so we don't always listen to him
6 times I tried but failed thinking of
those who I love
I couldn't bare to see them hurt
but I couldn't do it anymore I didn't want this anymore
I wanted the freedom they promised
they didn't give me what they promised so they must pay they will
I promised her we'd make them
pay for what they did to us
we promised to kill them but it never happened
so stuck and worse is what we are
like a child clinging to it's mother
we cling to our problems for it's all we've known all we want
Sincerely, Ana Sparks
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Ana's story
PoetryThese are poems I've written in times when I have thoughts either about suicide, anorexia, depression, and many other problems I have the "pleasure" to be graced with but it's ok I'm surviving and someday I'll make it through this I hope that day co...
