Last night I died
I didn't want to wake up
I wish the doctor didn't bring me back
it hurt to be woken up
I died of a broken heart
I know that was the reason for sure
I could not bear to live a lie anymore
not when I am in love with a heart that is so pure
I woke up in my ripped up jeans
I felt sick, I felt light
I saw a nurse standing over me
telling me that I will be alright
She held my hand lightly
I had nothing to say
My mind was completely blank
I never thought I would live to see this day
The hospital was cold
they wheeled me to my room
By the time I was settled in with an IV in my arm
it was already noon
I had no expression on my face
I had no feeling under my skin
I just wanted to go outside
and keep all of my feelings bottled within
I am now forced to stay in this place
I am told I need help
I guess I overdosed on pills
maybe it's cause my life is hell
For now I am doing better
I got a lot of work ahead
I might as well get comfortable
I think to myself as I fall asleep in my hospital bed

I am so shaky right now
it is beginning to scare me
I am feeling dizzy and tired
I am not quite understanding what is happening to me
Maybe I am not getting enough sleep
Maybe I am really stressed
Maybe I am going crazy
Maybe this is a test
School is feeling like a prison
it takes everything I have to go
The heat is making me sick
I wish God would let it snow
The days seem so long
I just want to fade away
No matter how happy I am
I still get depressed everyday
I am losing all hope for myself
this battle is overwhelming
Despite all of the friends and family I have
none of them are helping
Suicide is a common thought
I even dream about it in my dreams
I mostly think about death
when I am having bad days like today
Hopefully my mood changes
I don't like wanting to die
The only thing I can do for now
is keep going and try not to cry