Your alone
Sitting
In a room.
Unable to think
The voices are loud
An object appears
Following a voice.
( Just do it already, your worthless no one wants you, Just die.
Take the knife and end your pain.)
You scream for help
No one comes
You cry no one hears you.
You run and run fast
But it follows you
You ignore it
Its still coming
Never leaving you alone
You start to think.
Maybe I should end it all
Maybe six feet under is better
Then no more
Name calling
No more being beaten by words
No more heart ache
Just peace.
The voice appears
(You gonna do it? End the pain?? Come on get it over with)
The knife drops on the ground
Soaked in blood
Voice appears
( You idiot all you had to do was stand up and say no
But inside you fell into the pressure)
Laughter fills the air
All that's left is a body.
Be an individual, not a follower
