I'm trapped in my own realitywithout any means of escape
constantly overrun by thoughts of suicide and emotional strain.
when it comes to living. I never know what's real
since all the emotions in life, I no longer feel.
theres a chance this is my final goodbye
or just another cry for help
either way, it doesn't matter because I'm tired of myself.
so, its been fun,
its been painful
just know when I'm gone.
ill be your guardian angel.
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Edgy Poetry
PoetryThese are poems I write when I'm feeling depressed or alone they arent any good so dont judge