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I can no longer see
For depression has blinded me
I can no longer see
For self harm has blinded me
I can no longer live
For suicidal thoughts have stolen me
From my will to live
And each day
I wake up
And feel the darkness trying to seep into my eyes
However they cannot
They wait until it's dark outside
And make it dark inside
And the only thing I see
Are three people
Talking to me
Depression
Suicide
Self Harm
I see them
For I am in the dark
And they mask themselves in light
Appearing to be good
Making it seem like they are the only solution

January. 22. 2018

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