All this damn poetry
Has rotted me to my core...
My fragile hands
Will always clench of anger...
My life
how do I exlain it...
I sit in the classroom,
staring out the window...
I look at my friends and they seem so happy.
Can i ever be that happy...
It seizes you when you are pulling out of the...
swerving to avoid the curb, as you try to keep it...
Sweet, sweet depression
Your pressure is here again...
My haunted eyes spring open
as my trembling body leaps up...
Surrounded by a darkness as black as a demon's...
I am left searching for the one I lost...
She sits in her room debating whether she releases...
or end this whole thing with a gun...
You always say
you love me you care...
Crawling thoughts of suicide go round and round...
These thoughts I thought I left behind surface up...