I'm a walking disaster.
I hurt everyone that comes in my path.
I don't mean to I swear.
Please believe me I'm trying to get better,
But I'm only getting worse.
I'm starting to fall down into the endless dark abyss again.
There's nothing to grab onto to help me back up.
Could you offer me your hand?
If I pull you down with me I'm sorry,
But I need your help now more than ever.
So please never let me go...
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PoetryA collection of poems all written by me. Please do not take any of these I own them. TRIGGER WARNING. Most of these poems are about depression and may cause some thoughts.
