Restless days
Into restless nights
I don’t say
Upon what I fight
Tired of trying
Inside I’m blind
I’m slowly dying
Inside my mind
What is my strive
To keep me not to die
Why am I alive
Time just goes by
What is my success
I don’t see anything
I’m filled with stress
And pain is all I bring.
I’m better off dead
I’m a waste of space
I’m in my death bed
Death is all I chase.
Comments2
Any light at the end of the tunnel? A good write as a poem. Is this your personal experience now? (if you wish to share more).
Thank you, but yes. Personal experience
Depression is horrible. I can relate. Great poem, by the way, but so sad. Hope you feel better soon!
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