Depression

All i feel is pain
thoughts of death
run through my head.
Feeling alone
when you're surrounded by so called friends.
cutting helps but only for a little while.
they find out
you have to stop.
what little relief you get
from this pitiful existence
they have to take away.
why cant i just be normal.
why cant i be the same.
i need to find a safer way
to get rid of all my pain.
all these thoughts come screaming
from the darkness deep inside.
telling me to do it
instead i go and hide.
DO IT!
just forget those who'll miss you.
leave this hated space.
instead i sit right here
alone in this place.
but thats what depression is
never being happy.
crying in your room.
all alone in your bed.
rock music blaring
so nothing can be said.
this way no one hears you
though your friends secretly know.
its there
they just don't see it.
"you look depressed"
"you sound upset"
thats all ill ever hear.
they know.
they're just to scared to ask.
maybe when you're gone
they'll realize it was there.
hidden deep inside.
Hidden-
all along.