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i felt to pain everyday
seeing the scars onmy wrist
no one understands me
my life is at risk
waiting everyday for the worst
with a razor blade in my hand
getting ready to cut my wrist
i cant wait until my life ends
at school i hang with my head low
always feeling ashamed
people always
making actions of slicing their wrist
the only reason is
the cuts zand scars on my wrist
wanting my lifeto end over night
people dont understand depression
thinking only mental people have it
but no one knows how it feels
until i explain
the life i live is real
teachers and parents walk by
seeing the scars upon my wrist
never knowing
im waiting for the day i die
seeing the scars onmy wrist
no one understands me
my life is at risk
waiting everyday for the worst
with a razor blade in my hand
getting ready to cut my wrist
i cant wait until my life ends
at school i hang with my head low
always feeling ashamed
people always
making actions of slicing their wrist
the only reason is
the cuts zand scars on my wrist
wanting my lifeto end over night
people dont understand depression
thinking only mental people have it
but no one knows how it feels
until i explain
the life i live is real
teachers and parents walk by
seeing the scars upon my wrist
never knowing
im waiting for the day i die
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