Pain
At 16 I diagnosed myself with mental pain
since then nothing was the same
I prayed to god everynight just to keep me sane.
At the age of 17 my pillow was my bestfriend
every tear I shed alone I made sure to stay as quiet as I could
so my parents couldnt hear the tone.
My second bestfriend was music
she always kept my mind on the right beat and my heart
at the right rythm
Fast forward heatbreaks that I thought lasted an eternity
24 years of a parents marrige that mentally put us all in a hearse
I swear sometimes I feel we were all put on a curse
Mental pain go away
insecurities, overthinking , depression, anxiety
all negativity go away
let me put all of you down to lay
rest in pain
the way you made me suffer I cant even explain
Everywhere I go my thoughts are under rain
and my eyes are getting soaked
This was suppose to be a short poem thats turning
into a suicide letter
God is the way and death is not the price
I ever want to pay
- I am loving, I am beautiful and I care deeply
I am not going anywhere