Momma

Look me in the eyes, you'll see the place all hope goes to die.

What do I do, when nothing feels alright? 

Who do I talk to, without you by my side? 

Who's going to talk me out of secondhand suicide?

I don't want to kill myself, because I'm scared to die.

I just want to be alright.

I avoid mirrors, because I'm not the person looking back at me.

I'm a hollow shell without you in my life.

It honestly kills me that I didn't get to say goodbye.

But you lied, you told me you were going to be alright.

Now a year has done passed by.

I still remember that Thursday night, you told me you loved me.

Momma, how could you leave me?

This life I live, it's a downward spiral.

I honestly have a hard time admitting I'm depressed.

I just don't want to admit, I've been scared to death.

Just feeling guilty I wasn't there for your last breath.