Sad

Sad how I can’t even take my own life
Too scared of what might happen if I do
Too scared to cut my veins open with a sharpened knife
Do you feel like this too?

I don’t believe in a hell or heaven
Yet I can’t muster up the courage to do it
I’m stuck in this depression
I just can’t seem to commit to having my wrists slit

I’m sorry I wasn’t more cautious
Is this too graphic for you 
Are you feeling nauseous?
Sad that all I’m saying is true?

I’m sorry I wasn’t more insincere 
I should come with a sign
DO NOT GET NEAR
Maybe all I do is whine
Maybe I should just lie and say I’m fine
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Miring'U  Avatar
January 20, 2023 at 10:58 PM
Depression is real, and it encouraging to see you put down what you feel and see.
S. Avatar
May 9, 2023 at 4:15 PM
Thank you! :)
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