12/8/17
Fuck this
Fuck life
Just give me a fucking knife
So I can end it all myself
So fucking depressed
Stupid reasons
Who the fuck knows why?
Fucking 24/7 I constantly feel the need to cry
I have a lot on my mind
But nothing at all
I'm so fucking stressed
I can't feel anything anyway
You see that I'm struggling and you try to help
But nothing fucking works
No matter what anyone does
No matter what little I have to worry about
The fucking depression still lurks
You see me crying
Give me a fucking pat on the back
I don't want to eat anymore
I don't have time for a snack
I'd throw it up anyway
Because my fucking anxiety
Day to day I feel this way
But there's nothing I can do
If from anyone, who?
I've tried everything they've said
But I cry myself to sleep tonight
These fucking thoughts in my head
When I really should go to bed
I'm so fucking happy
A lot
But who's to say I'm not?
ME
You don't kow my emotions
You go on assuming
That I'm attention needing
A cunt who fuels off of drama
Corrin Boyd
I seriously want to take my fucking life now
But I can't
YOU ARE READING
Where My Eyes Wander
PoetryThis is my new cover of my poetry, starting with my signature Tweeting Bird. These would have ranged from two years ago to today. You will be able to see my progress as you read. Thanks for reading my work!
