Alone

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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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