Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Mar 2018
Alone once again
Left to roam the expancess of sadness in my own mind
They think i am getting better but my sadness has only grown
if only they had known
Sat here upon my throne of thorns
Mourning my losses
I didn't get a warning that my life would be like this
My life should be good and full of smiles like theirs
I didn't volunteer for this pain
My anxiety is like a ball and chain
Helphelp me
I ******* broke down yesterday
And all i can think about is suicde
i just wanna slit my wrists and have this over with
Ben Adam Johnston
Written by
Ben Adam Johnston  16/M/Uk
(16/M/Uk)   
233
     Eryck and Jey Blu
Please log in to view and add comments on poems