Depression

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Forever lost, within this endless sleep

Wondering forever if I'll ever find peace.

This endless suffering encompasses me

And it always seems the light avoids me...

Tell me the truth, and don't hold it from me

Find a way and break me free.

I'm tired of this constant delusion of believing in me

When I don't know what I'm trying to believe in

I want more, more than I deserve.

But at the end of the day

Do I deserve it?

Is this the point of my life

To follow though in this endless strife

I'M DONE,

AND TIRED,

I WANT TO BE FREE

I WANT TO KNOW

I WANT TO SEE

I WANT THE TRUTH AND LET IT SET ME FREE....

But at the end of the day

Do I?

Do I want to know what fate holds for me?

What if fate looks me in the eye

And then spits in it...

Leaving me lonely...

And gone to die...

A.N- THAT IS TWO GODDANG POEMS IN A ROW THAT ENDED WITH 'DIE' come on you little edge-lord.

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