Hear my crying
Bang my head against the door
Lye lifeless on the floor
I don't know which one hurts more
Laying forever with my eyes wide
I know I am dying inside
I can't wait for the final day of rest
So I cut open my chest
And let in the feeling of pain overtake me
Think I'm insane
Can't remember my own name
I'm weighed down by chains
Things that I welded and molded eventually colded me
I try my best to be a little bit better each day
But I'm not
I guess deep down I kinda like it this way
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Aug2 5:51 AM
ŞiirThis is a poem I wrote about the pain of depression that is somehow comforting.
