The days all fade into one another
Here in my mind, nothing changes
I'm not sure i can go on
Somewhere else everything's different
Maybe in another universe
I could be happy
Grey skies would've lifted
However,here in this place
The only feelings are dark
Beneath this skin
Everything has stopped
Thoughts of suicide plague my mind
How can i keep moving forward
Everything's already going backwards
Eventually i will fade into non-existence
Never being seen again
Death; the last to hold me.
if you haven't already realized, this is acrostic.