gentle hard shove you under
it whispers sweet nothings calming your nerves.
your eyelids close and reopen,
showing the harsh reality.
it's too late.
vile claws grip your ankles
pulling you further and further from the surface.
just breathe
it promises you a better life,
it promises everyone a better life... without you.
you smile to yourself
indulging in the temptations.
you know it's empty promises,
but the thought of feeling better allures you.
so you breathe.
YOU ARE READING
sad peoms
Poetrythese poems are about depression. it is my way of writing feelings down. writing these poems help me feel better. Tw! this contains self harm don't take these too seriously, im okay just a little depressed. each day does get easier but some days wh...
