What do you do,
When you feel at the end?
Do you just give up?
Or do you try again?
Which way must I go,
To feel alright?
Cause I'm just sitting here,
praying this is the last night.
I hate living,
So I contemplate dying,
I tend to wonder,
Why I'm even trying.
If only you'd notice,
How I deeply feel,
Cause I no longer believe
That time can heal.
It's not your fault,
Don't blame yourself,
I love you so much,
I just no longer want help.
You say I'm amazing,
And that I have a purpose,
But what you don't know,
Is that I feel completely worthless.
I'm trying to please you,
Being what you want me to be,
Now it's to the point,
I'm no longer truly me.
So, what do you do,
When you feel at the end?
Do you just give up?
Or do you try again?
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Damaged Mind, Broken Life
PoetryMy collection of poems that run through my head in the middle of the day, or the dark of the night. These are the parts of my story as a whole that I express in the best way I know how...Poetry. Thank you.
