Can't help but feel
Like I'm loosing all control
I'm fearful
I'm lost
I'm hoping that the knife
Will stay in the drawer
I hear it calling out to me
I hear it scream and roar
I'll try to be a good girl
And just close my eyes
(ja.rs)
YOU ARE READING
Alone
PoetryPoetry is one way I cope with depression. I just want to warn you they can get pretty dark. I hope you enjoy. Book One of Depression Poetry Series
