Blue
Blue feels
When I speak, the birds stop to sing
My mind is darkened by the thoughts of suicide
I'm selfish
I'm foolish to think I'm worthless
That's if I'm worth it.
Hate, anger, depression, anxiety are my friends.
They keep me company. I try to hibernate in the sheets of happiness but they drain me back to the world of tears. Let me heal for a while
I might come back feeling loved.
Dec 16, 2020
Dec 16, 2020 at 10:20 AM UTC
Blue
Blue feels
When I speak, the birds stop to sing
My mind is darkened by the thoughts of suicide
I'm selfish
I'm foolish to think I'm worthless
That's if I'm worth it.
Hate, anger, depression, anxiety are my friends.
They keep me company. I try to hibernate in the sheets of happiness but they drain me back to the world of tears. Let me heal for a while
I might come back feeling loved.
