What's the point?
I feel like I have no purpose.
So why live?
Why live when I feel worthless

I'm feeling weak.
My arms are getting heavy,
I've been trying to hold myself up
In this sea called depression for so long.
I'm not sure if I have enough strength
to hold myself up anymore though...
I'm tired.
Maybe drowning,
can be my sleep.

A huge wave is forming
Little by little
It comes and goes back
Growing bigger
Getting stronger
I can feel it inside of me
I'm not sure how much time I have until it finally crashes
Until it finally destroys everything and everyone in its path
I'm not sure if I want to stop it either.
Should I let this tsunami overtake everything?
Should I let this tsunami consume me?
I guess we'll see.
We'll see when the wave finally crashes.

I may seem happy at first glance,
or like I have everything according to plan.
But
That's just a mask.
It's what I want you to see.
On the inside, I'm breaking,
Every second I feel like I am going to explode.
I have the urge to cry,
but I have no idea why.
I have the urge to die
and knowing that no one will miss me
or bat an eye,
pushes me to do it
more and more
every.
single.
day.

There are voices in my head
Wishing me dead
They never go away
Always wanting to play
Anything and everything I do
They judge me and laugh
They tell me terrible things about me that everyone is thinking,
They make me cry
sometimes (most) even encourage me to die
maybe I should take their advice
and die

I'm tired of fighting.
I feel like I'm slipping.
I'm tired of living
yet here I am sitting
thinking that one day
maybe everything will turn out okay
maybe one day
someone will finally love me for me.
But
I'm too tired to dream
I just want to sleep.
Sleep for eternity,
and never wake up.