The other day I wished for death
Empty shell I have nothing left
So much on my shoulders
At times I wish this heart turn colder

So depressed I'm ready to leave
I think this world can do without the likes of me
Have I really hit the bottom

My mind has so many problem
There is no way for you to solve them
They keep evolving
The weight of the world
I'm tired of hauling

The future looks bleak
This pain is too unique
It's not easy for me to speak.
So I'm done
My poem is complete!

-V.v.V. Ds