My depression, you inspire me to write.
How I hate the way you make me suicidal,
Invading my mind day and night,
Always dreaming about the sad outside.
Let me compare you to an alone larch?
You make me feel more hatred twords myself, hateful and depressed.
gloomy clouds dull the unique flowers of March,
And in the summertime you make me trapped inside the 4 walls of my room .
How do I hate you? Let me count the ways.
I hate the tears you bring me,the emptiness inside my bones, the sadness and numbness.
Thinking of the hate you bring me and others fills my days.
My hate for you is the prone cherry plum.
Now I must away with a pensive heart,
Remember my best words whilst we're apart.
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poems n songs
Poetrymy own original songs and poems yes their not that good but eyy triggering talks about depression and self harm an suicide
