"Welcome to hell"
Words I heard at the Genesis of my worst ever depression,
Lows I dipped that were worse than the worst imagination,
Nights I stayed awake cos my dreams were broken,
As I craved for words unspoken,
Tears I shed like trees in autumn,
Down they fell in obedience to the sour breeze of depression,
And then I hit the base of the bottomless pit,
As the devil smiled in realization that his inevitable fate isn't endless (him being casted into the bottomless pit to fall forever) I realised I had to end this and stop being down beat,
So I scraffled out with bloody fingers,
Was sick and tired of crying rivers,
I put in effort to make you happy,
I tried my hardest to make us work with all the breathe my lungs could carry,
Then I passed out.......
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And as I was awoken by a sinister laughter and a voice spoke that I knew all too well..
"Welcome to hell "
YOU ARE READING
COLLECTION OF DUSTY OLD POEMS
PoetryJust a couple old poems I could salvage from over the years... could find 98% of them. Most are about the only person I loved, once called "my partner, my everything " Now known as "My Ex" Enjoy PS: Thanks to @Mominamable335 for the cover ❤
