Her life seems so bad right now, she is reminded of all her pain
The rape and the abuse, god, she is so ashamed
Her scar ridden body is all she must remind her
That there are no good people here just monsters sat beside her
Her family have disowned her, they want nothing to do with her anymore
But that doesn't help her mental health, it doesn't settle the score
She is upset ok, she is feeling low, she knows this is what she wants, and she just wants to go,
God dammit god why is you raining down on me
Can't you see I'm in misery
Just give me what I want a noose a gun or knife
Or give me a second chance, to restart my life
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My Pestilent Breakdown
PoetryHere are several poems I have written about my mental health and my journey to recovery.
