the abyss

Im stuck in this abyss as my wrists fear of slits , deppressed feeling so repressed from the rest i do my best to stay down so i can feel what its like to feel again , so deprived so alone how come everyone looks down upon, they dont understand where my mind has gone feels so wrong they get scarred and tend to stay gone turn around its only the sound of death from the wrath of my lost soul !