Screaming my problems to the void in some mild attempt to get them out of my head.
Turning my music up louder in an attempt to drown out the voices, no it won't work because it never does.
Slicing my skin deeper to numb the pain from my heart and transfer it to my arm.
Crying ever louder in the hopes someone will hear me and help.
Composing and deleting text after text to my parent to tell them to come home and save me but never sending it.
Slamming my head against the wall to help me sleep because when I'm asleep I don't feel the pain.
I don't want to be like this anymore.
I never wanted to be like this.
What did I do to end up like this?
Why do I have to be like this?
How do I make it stop!
YOU ARE READING
A cry for help
PoetryJust a little poetry compilation in progress. ------••------ Trigger warning- Depression. Self harm. Suicide. Break ups. Alcohol. ------••------ All poems are my own. ------••------ The model in the photograph is Ash Bournes- the photo taken by...
