I sat alone,
alone and at home
where my screams where silent
but my mined was violent
my insecurities hide deep inside
they did indeed eat me alive
a tear rolled down my face
as my heart began to race
i took my blade and tore my skin
where my depression hide
within this went
on for days
months years
until i cried my very last tear
i decided i had enough
the world around was
to tough
i took the
gun to my head and congratulated society
and i was dead
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Blackness
Poetrya bunch of emo poems i came up with some self harm and depression be conchos