Sorry

Wed, 07/19/2017 - 09:48 -- kyl3x

I'm sorry that every other day I want to kill myself

I'm sorry that you think my depression is inconsiderate and rude

I'm sorry that I was shaking so hard I dropped my pen in class

No--I am not crying over math class

I'm crying because I can't focus anymore in math class

My life is literally falling apart

I've been losing all control

I'm starting to question if I was ever happy

Because right now I am so unhappy.

I'm sorry my depression makes me walk so slow some days & moves too fast the next

I want to literally break every bone in my back

a few times extra where you stabbed me

The stress is twisting my body

I want to twist my head off my body

Stick it above your fireplace so I can haunt you

Don't look at me like goddamn she's so pretty

That's all these boys every want from me

No one wants to get to know me

what's going to happen when I want to get married

What the fuck

Why would I want to get married

that's worse than a horror story

what if after 6 years they no longer love me

what the hell is love

it's been described to me a thousand times I still don't know the feeling

Every boy that's held me I questioned that feeling every goddamn time

I don't think I'll ever be sure

I'm too scared to want to be sure

lights off lights on

lights off lights on

lights off lights on

can we for once leave the lights on?

This poem is about: 
Me

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