Alone

Who can understand the funny man 

Who copes with pain

A pain which drowns me faster than a tsunami ever can

 

I'm dead...not out but in

Wanting something deep

Searching for one who can carry my sin

 

I stand alone once again

Only to break piece by piece

By the one's who I dare call "friend"

 

My only wish you may ask...its to die

A sad boy in a cold world

Surrounded by those who only spit facts which turn into lies

 

Surrounded by fakes who claim to be too shy

For they would not give a damn when I am gone

So listen to this as my final lullaby

 

This is no call for help...but a suicide note from the bone

If to live is to love

Than since I hate I am dead...and what's to be dead but to be alone

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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