.:.My Hiding Spot.:.

I sit in my closet
when things get me down,
I block out my thoughts
and anyone around.

I try to hide in there
when life gets tough,
because when I'm upset,
things become rough.

I start thinking of suicide,
and gamble with my life,
throw a dice,
pick a card,
not thinking twice.

I go into hiding
to protect myself,
I don't want to die just now,
So darkness is my health.

Darkness is like my savior,
for it calms my emotions down,
It lets me think about reality,
Instead of cutting myself,
or taking pills,
and hitting the ground.

As much as I've tried to kill myself before,
I have to be strong,
I can't do that anymore!

So when I geet stressed
And my emotions aren't the best,
I go into my closet,
and scream from my chest.

For:
"If I really wanted to die,
I would be dead already!"