You're just above the water, just.
You know you're going, don't you.
You've hung on for ages, years.
You seem ok about going, are you.

Just go, now.
Just go.
Go.

Poetry by Kaydee.

If the tears in my eyes aren't enough
To tell you to stop talking
Maybe you should look at my arms
And then tell me it was a joke

If you hated me that much
You should've told me sooner
I wouldn't feel this empty
And I wouldn't have this ache

If you hated my complexion
You could've helped me change
You could've saved me before I fell
Before i sunk deeper into depression

If you hated seeing me in public
You couldve told me, and I wouldn't have gone
You could've saved me before i cut deeper
Before I sunk into death's awaiting arms..

There are times when you feel your heart shatter,
You'll hear it break, but it won't matter,
You'll reach a point when you can't care,
And emotions become a weakness you can't bear.

What breaks you, you'll never know.
It could be a friend or a foe.
You try and try to hold on tight,
But nothing you do turns out right.

You lie awake, night after night in bed.
You don't let anyone see the tears that you shed.
And in that one misguided moment you decide,
That your only way out is suicide.

The idea of death consumes your mind,
The thought of not hurting anymore makes you blind.
And when you finally reach a dead end,
You welcome death like an old friend.

                                    
                                                   -Wayward❤