Before I die,
I'll say goodbye,
To the ones I love,
Both down here and up above,
I'm leaving it up to you-
Because I don't know what what to do.
My mind is plundering with thoughts...
I feel like my head is getting hit with pots...
My heart is the only fighter...
Telling me things will get better...
My body is shaking...
Is it because I'm crying or freezing...
I think it's my time to go...
Will I stay below?
Or up above, I don't know...
It's up to you, I pick up the phone and say, "hello"-
I'm starting to talk slow-
As I feel the pain grow.
YOU ARE READING
Lifeline
PoetryDepression is something that some people don't know about. In this book it will be on depression and my journey with depression. (Honestly turns into a book of everything lol).
