I wake up every morning
feeling like nothing has changed
I go through every day
feeling out of place
I go to bed every night
hoping I will never wake
my thoughts keep running circles
circulating in my head
my heart beats, thumping out of my chest
when I'm lying in my bed
and as my conscious drifts away
I wish that I were dead
when light is flooding my window
and the darkness starts to fade
I curse my own existence
in every single way
and I escape into my bedroom
reality starts to fray
my depression weighs me down
and suffocates my breath
crushing all my hope
until there's nothing left
and as the leaves begin to fall
I silently wish for death
Author notes
tough times...
Don't know what you were expecting...
Comments
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very good poem!
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