POSSIBLE TRIGGER
Death doesn't scare me.
Life does.
The thought of living
another day makes me
want to cry. Faces I
don't recognize move
freely through the
motions going about
they're routine but,
I'm just stuck in the
same spot over and
over again. I can't
bear this anymore.
Death sounds like a
sweet melody to my
weak body. Waiting
for my final moment
that can't get here
soon enough. Tear
stained cheeks as I
yell at the sky to
take my soul and
put me out of my
misery. TAKE ME
NOW I CANT DO
THIS ANYMORE I
GIVE UP
YOU ARE READING
My Therapy Poetry
Poetry(Some poems may be triggering, but I post a trigger warning.) All poems are written by me. Message me for permission of use please.
