The ocean covers my skin, I'm okay with never breathing again.
Life has got me down and pills are the only thing that seem to lift me out.
Giving up seems to be the only choice, need something to quiet all this noise.
Lie, cry, say meaningless goodbyes, who gives a fuck about the why.
Close your eyes, take a breath, and leave before you can take it back.
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Mental Health Poems
PoesieThis is a collection of poems by authors that wrote about mental health, mental health, and any suggestions made by you guys.
