Living In The Mind's Cage

40.

A/N: This one is a little more descriptive... so if you could handle the other two, try to consider this one before reading, I know they are probably horrible an make me look..different, but I felt the need to put them on here. Please, don't read, if you can't handle these types of things without triggering yourself. I don't want to cause a domino effect of people who have mental illnesses to be set back and put into a different place. And even if you don't think you get triggered by these types of things, and you end up getting affected by it message me, I want to help you, because it is my poem and I would be responsible. These are dark, I know, just please thoroughly think about yourself before reading. If you're still reading, your stronger than me, even though I'm the one who wrote it, ironic.

~~~~~~

As this day wastes away,
Are you really gonna tell me you're okay?
What more can I say,
What more can I say,

For this day has ended,
I wish I could have pretended,
That you aren't gonna go,
I guess now I know,

My skin is soft, until you feel the ridges,
Oh how I wish, I could easily burn those bridges,

The day moves on,
And I knew all along,
That today, would be forever gone,

Cause the feeling of this bullet in my head,
Oh, the blissful feeling of being dead,

These nonexistent messages go unread,

The silence is deafening,
Where is my happy ending?

Grand decisions are still pending,

Would this rope suffice?
Are you gonna think twice?

Is that blade too sharp?
For your uneasy heart,

Do you have enough pills?
Will it surely kill?

Will your empty dreams,
Burst to colors til it teams?

Because this day may be your last,
Did you ever try to get over your past?

Even though it's dark, the heat you crave, I know
Will you light yourself on fire to show you glow?