You made flowers
    
       grow in my lungs.

And although they

      are beautiful

I can't ******* breathe.

If life is what we make it,
Why do we all feel this way?

Im dying inside.
My mind is dead from suicide.
And i swear nothing kills you like your mind.
And time by time the sadness never fades away.
And the sun?we aren't friends.
He never wants to play.
Never.
But the moon,oh the moon.
We're best friends!
Never apart.
When I'm sad, he's there.
When I'm happy, he shows me reality.
And I'm sad again.
And somedays I'm okay with that,
Other days I just don't want to be here.
Sometimes i feel like im worlds away from everyone,like i simply just disappeared.
And no one notices,
They never do.

I smile but they know deeply inside I am grown with sadness. This little thing called life,man I cant understand it. But even though it beats me down still I remain standing . Sick of the lies the pain inside is ever lasting from being friends with everyone just to see none of them lasted. They said they'd be here forever never thought they  would vanish. What happened? Why do I compare myself to the next guy? I should love myself. Questioning my existence doesn't help. Stuck in spiraling depression nothing could get me up. I wonder if I was the only one who was stuck in a slump, no matter how high you jump you just cant get over this ****. And you try different ways to climb it while wonder how the **** did you even get inside it. It feels like the floors are lowered and the world is rising, leaving you at the bottom trying harder and harder.

Being in a crowded place,
makes me feel numb.
Because dispite being surrounded
by smiling faces,
happy people
and positive thoughts...
i am so alone.
i'd prefer to be in bed
sleeping.
Forgetting the world.
Because being surrounded by people
who seem to be so fine..
makes me fall apart.
Because truth is,
im not okay.