Honestly I've just been sick
Not physically but mentally
I thought about killing myself 6 times today
Just to hear that gun go click
I've told people I'm in a good mood
So that way they think I'm getting better
When in reality,
I don't even touch my food
I'm tired of smiling through the pain
Of my sister not caring to see me
And my "friends" distancing
I'm hurting isn't it plain?
I've been saying I love you
Which is scaring me
Because it's only a matter of time
Before he leaves too
My parents yell
My siblings hit
And my friends ignore
Everything's going well can't you tell?
My doctor says I'm fine
"It'll go away in a couple days"
Then why have I had it for 6 years?
But I guess that means I'm fine
I'm slowly losing my mind
Thinking about death more often
But I won't show it
Only write it to unwind
YOU ARE READING
Poems of an Outcast
PoesíaA collection of poems where I write my thoughts down. It's unedited and is mature since it mentions a lot of my mental health issues. There is Poems that actually talk about my love for the sky and the rain if you're more interested in the happier...
