poem

[creed107]

one of my friends sent this to me and i wanted to see wat u guy think of it.


Haunted By Depression



Here I am, in this dark cold room,

Full of, evil, depression, and despair,

I can’t leave, I can’t run, I can’t hide,

I am being taunted by these evil whispers,



And all I can do is listen, listen to them taunt me,

Slowly anger begins to build, tears begin to poor,

With no one to rain on, so I take a deep breath it may be

My last here, I take this knife to my flesh,



It hurts, but it feels like the only way out of this dark cold

Room, it’s the only way to run from these taunting whispers,

And dark shadows, slowly blood begins to drip time comes to a stop,

All I can feel is regret, all I can see is me, falling falling falling,



Into a lost eternity of, evil, depression, and despair,

All I can taste is anger, fear, and regret,

I am lost in this world and it’s too late, for change, for time,

I’m trapped for eternity.











Mary S. March/22/04

 

[Godsgirl481]

I am I cutter too...I understand how you feel. I have not cut now for over a year. If you need someone to talk to...I am here

 

[creed107]

one of my friends sent this to me and i wanted to see wat u guy think of it.

i did not wright the poem