Dear depression
help..
Have hurt me again.
It burns in my bare skin.
The cuts are thick, red and sore.
I deserve this pain.
Nobody but really nobody can help me.
I’m fighting on my own, but try to hard I guess.
Everything turns out to be more worse than it already was.
I can’t miss me anymore.
People who love you, hurt you the most isn’t it?
Friends left me alone..
Depression when will you ever leave me fucking alone?!
You’ve already hurt me enough!
you’re already here since I know I barely excist.
You’ve ruined me in 1000 pieces.
I feel and see myself like a psycho!
Why me?! Why me Depression?!
Count to 10 girl 1,2,3,4,5..
NO!
Enough is enough!
Fuck you depression!
I’m done... (gunshot)
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S.zaynab.k
Oh nohoh don't gunshot your life. Just pray and keep hoping. This was a great poignant poem and the superb poetic talent like this ought to keep you going and cheer you. Kudos.
pleez do comment under my newest poem too, comments are not common here but I like meeting poets via comments.