I cry because I can’t believe I ever thought those thoughts I can’t believe I ever wanted those things
I’m good
I-I-I shouldn’t think like that
I love this world
I don’t want to hurt myself I don’t want to hurt anyone else
I love my family I-I-I love my friends
They did nothing so wrong as to deserve this
They don’t deserve this
I’m sorry I-I-I’m sorry
This poem is my raw thoughts while I am in a state I refer to as a "breakdown." These have happened for at least three years consistently anywhere from twice every-other week to twice an hour and can last from 2 minutes to an hour. Writing this poem is how I figured what they are. Finally!