trigger warnings.
this poem includes suicidal thoughts, depression, anxiety and degrading language towards myself.I urge you to not read it if you know that you're being effected by any of these things. You may not realise it's effect after reading it but it undoubtedly may have one.
Take care and I love you, stay alive another day. Take it one day at a time and my inbox is always open to you. I'm sorry for the pain you're feeling, the thought that so many people are feeling what I'm feeling all the time makes me cry.
love,
ruth (always more rather than less)05| 𝔡 𝔦 𝔰 𝔬 𝔯 𝔦 𝔢 𝔫 𝔱 𝔢 𝔡
there are demons that haunt my mind
the kind that hide in the cruel shadows
being made from the loneliest nights,
where anxiety and depression.., depression turned to lethal thoughts;
made from the brick protecting thy sleeping head
while mine lays awake staring at ceilings
instead of night skies
and there's a buzz,
a slight hum,
so loud in my mind but being heard by none at 2:21
and it starts off whispering
when I begin listening,
I hope I die in my sleep tonight
I hope I die in my sleep tonight
I hope I die in my sleep tonight
I hope I die in my sleep tonight
I hope I die in my sleep tonight
I hope I die in my sleep tonight
I hope I die in my sleep tonight
I hope I die in my sleep tonight
I hOpe I diE in MY sleeP TonIgHT.just let it end,
let peace reign a place in my soul
so that I don't feel constantly dethroned
while a dark figure stares down at me.Thee didn't see the effect of thy words,
how it keeps me up
thinking of how I'm not enough
how no matter how hard I try
I'll always be told to try harder...
does thee know how terribly that hurts me
how it pricks thorns into my skin every single time it crosses this numbed mind?just let it end.
YOU ARE READING
preach.
Randoma tiresome life turned the sour taste in her mouth to the familiar flavour of death.