They don’t understand
Sitting at the bottom of the well
Looking up at the light at the top
Tears streaming down
Darkness surrounding
Not knowing how to get out
Every wrong move
Every person I’ve hurt
thinking about how this world would be better without me
Weighing down on me
Holding me in the dark
Being alone but never actually being alone
Wishing it would all just stop
Wanting the pain to go away
Wanting the thoughts to stop
Just wanting it all to stop
They don’t understand
Jun 26, 2019
Jun 26, 2019 at 10:21 PM UTC
They don’t understand
Sitting at the bottom of the well
Looking up at the light at the top
Tears streaming down
Darkness surrounding
Not knowing how to get out
Every wrong move
Every person I’ve hurt
thinking about how this world would be better without me
Weighing down on me
Holding me in the dark
Being alone but never actually being alone
Wishing it would all just stop
Wanting the pain to go away
Wanting the thoughts to stop
Just wanting it all to stop
They don’t understand
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