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Jenn Jun 2018
I prey on this depression.
Twisted thoughts in my head
Drowning in my emotions
I want out.
I want to let go of these feelings.
Lock them up and throw away the key.
My mind can’t take it anymore.
Am I going crazy?
I search for pain.
I almost crave it.
My demons are my only friends.
Maybe this is why these feelings won’t go away.
The darkness brings me peace.
No one around.
No one to disappoint.
Just me.
I let the darkness take over years ago.
The demons took over a once happy and bright woman.
Now I’m twisted and dark.
All I see is pain.
This pain... it is a sickness.
Jenn Jun 2018
I can’t breathe.
My chest is tightening.
My lungs are collapsing.
I see the way you look at her.
The smile that appears.
I’d do ANYTHING to receive that look from you.

I try so hard
To be everything you want.
I try to satisfy you.
But I’m not good enough.
I’m not what you want.

I would give up my miserable life
Just to make you happy.
Is that what you want?
A quick cut and all of this would be over.
Everyone would be happy.

The water turns crimson.
The pain subsides.
Now the numbing begins.
What once was a colorful world
Fades to black.

I’m sorry I’m not her.
Are you happy now?

— The End —