I can't lie to you...
I'm suicidal,
Right now...
I can only magine
The blade cutting my skin.
I crave for the burning sensation.
I wish I had that one person
Who would wake up and just text me.
Ask me if I'm okay.
But all I get,
It this empty room.
And maybe some music.
I am ready to just
Fucking give up.
I feel so darn alone
I just wish I wasn't empty.
Why does depression have to suck?
This life is giving me such an ass fucking
It hurts worse then losing your virginity.
And that hurts like a mother fucker
Ugh....What makes me so depressed is being alone.
I hate how I can love everyone.
Ugh,
Just ugh
I don't know about life anymore.
I'm tired of losing everyone.
I hate the curse
Just fuck me and my life.I'd give almost anything to wake up with you next to me.
But that's only in people's dreams.
Ugh, just fuck me and my emotional baggage.
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Short Poems
PoetryWritten: October 23, 2017 By: Jessica Thompson Short poems put together through time December 19, 2016 to current days. So please enjoy, they are my thoughts, and feelings, and everything.