Life is a prison.
And you're trapped in it.
You've got a life sentence.
So you haven't got much spirit.
You know you're stuck.
And there's no way out.
But for some reason,
You can't sit about.
You try to fix this mess.
This mess of a life.
But you know you can't.
Not even with a knife.
So you look out the bars.
Plea with the guards.
You beg and beg
You play all your cards.
You know it won't work.
They'll never let you go.
But you try and try.
To see the rainbow.
In the middle of the night,
You try to escape.
Through the metal bars.
But it wasn't part of fate.
You're an oldie now,
After years of trying.
You haven't got long to go.
And it leaves you crying.
But life's a prison.
And you've been trapped in it.
You had a life sentence.
And you've served your bit.
Jul 12, 2019
Jul 12, 2019 at 9:35 PM UTC
Life has no meaning,
When you've already died.
It's just the remains of the body.
But your soul's not inside.
The heart's not pumping.
The brain's not understanding.
You carry on lifelessly.
There's no misunderstanding.
But if there's no meaning,
No motive or inspiration,
How do some continue.
For the full duration.
I've been through it all.
The living, the dying.
But I can't seem to hold on.
So I let go crying.
Jul 12, 2019
Jul 12, 2019 at 9:34 PM UTC
Depression is a war,
A fight against yourself.
Every word a punch.
Every thought a bullet.
Depression is a thief.
It steals everything from you.
The things left behind,
They trap you in.
Depression is a murderer.
It kills who you used to be.
When you look in the mirror,
You won't see yourself.
Depression is a nightmare.
You go to sleep crying.
You wake up screaming,
Into a world of hell.
Depression is an ocean.
An ocean filled with emotions.
But every day,
Your drowning.
Depression is a bottomless pit.
When you fall into it,
You might never come out.
And no one can help.
Depression is a void.
You're ****** in.
But you don’t know,
If you'll make it out alive.
Depression is a war.
A fight against yourself.
You will struggle.
But you can make it out alive.
Jul 12, 2019
Jul 12, 2019 at 9:33 PM UTC
Dear me,
It hurt when you stopped caring.
It hurt when you didn't believe.
It hurt even more when you
Didn't embrace being free.
It hurt when you stopped eating.
It hurt when you stopped being happy
It hurt when you stopped the love.
When did you even stop smiling?
It hurt when you stopped responding.
Even more when you didn't even try.
But when you stopped breathing.
That really made me cry.
I guess I'll never really know.
Why you did this…
Why I did this…
Jul 12, 2019
Jul 12, 2019 at 9:33 PM UTC
Roses are red.
Violets are blue.
Sugar is sweet.
And so are you.
BUT
The roses have wilted.
And the violets are dead.
There's no sugar left.
And my wrists are stained…
…RED
Jul 12, 2019
Jul 12, 2019 at 9:33 PM UTC
Your mouth is moving,
But nothing is coming out.
Your silence is deafening.
Jul 12, 2019
Jul 12, 2019 at 9:33 PM UTC
Sitting here in this cold, dark room.
Tied up to the ***** black wall.
Chained. My hands and feet are chained.
Locked in this living hell of a room.
I'm forgotten by all the living and existing.
My screams are only heard by me.
My struggles are useless.
I'm trapped.
Left here to suffer.
Left here to die.
In the world of forgotten people.
Jul 12, 2019
Jul 12, 2019 at 9:32 PM UTC
Her parents used to fight.
She looked forward to school
Dreaded the weekend
People thought she was a fool
When they had to move
She didn't say anything
She really didn't want to
Give up everything
They moved to a new place
She had a fresh start
A clean slate
But it still broke her heart
She wanted to go back
Back to the morning she was born
And erase all the memories
So that she didn't have to mourn
She remembers that day
Where the terrible news came
There was an earthquake
And she recognised all the names
They were her friends
The ones that made her feel loved
But now they were watching her
From up above
She wanted to go back
To grieve with the remaining few
But her parents refused
And she didn't know what to do
She gave up talking
She gave up eating
Until she was bruised
Scarred and bleeding
She tried to get help
Her parents thought
She was just trying to get attention
And so they fought
They had fought before
But never this bad
She couldn't help
She felt so sad
She thought
There was only one way out
So she…experimented
With a knife she played about.
Jul 12, 2019
Jul 12, 2019 at 9:31 PM UTC
It hurt her when you
Kicked her out of the house
For being *****
For being too 'vulnerable'
You knew it wasn't her fault
That she was pregnant
But you failed to accept
And isolated her instead
Gave her exactly the opposite
Of what she needed
She had suffered
Way more than you did
But you still
Kicked her out
And then kicked yourself later
When she died on the streets
She had suffered
At the hands of
The man who wanted her
And then the man who failed to want her
The second man was you.
She needed your love
She needed your advice
She needed you as a father
But you failed.
Jul 12, 2019
Jul 12, 2019 at 9:31 PM UTC
How on earth do I say I feel happy,
When I can feel the chains pulling me down.
I'll tell everyone that I'm ok.
That I just need time to myself.
To tell myself that they're gone.
I try my best and look like I'm fine,
But when no one's watching, I crack.
Surrounded by my tears,
They form a pool around me.
I need to tell myself that they're gone.
I remember the day when they came home,
With my little sister,
My world was complete.
And I had the best family.
But now they're gone.
Now all I have is my baby sister,
But I miss them so much….my darling parents.
They're really gone.
Jul 12, 2019
Jul 12, 2019 at 9:31 PM UTC