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Jack Sep 2018
what do you think of when it comes around?
do you try to fight it?
do you try to think of other things? or...

do you let it consume you....?
do you let it be apart of you...?

that would be easier right? to let it in, completely? let it take over...
please dont judge though, its not like i have a choice...

not really...
it doesnt feel like i do
as soon as it starts creeping its way in i cant help but unwillingly open that small door

again and again...
and again
and again
and again....

all i want....

all i.. all i want is..... for the thoughts and voices to...


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get out of my head....
Please.
No body Feb 2018
I'm sorry
I'm not perfect
I'm sorry that I let you down
I'm sorry that I push you away
I'm sorry for the tears that I have cried worring about you
I'm sorry for the late texts to make sure you were ok
I'm sorry that I couldn't make you happy
But I'm more sorry that I belived you
When you said you were ok
When you said your fine
I'm sorry that I couldn't see your pain
Like you seen mine
I was blind i'm sorry
Erin Nicole Sep 2016
Dean is beauty
Dean is grace
Dean will stab you in the face.
Your Name Here Jun 2016
Twisting Turning im all tangeled up.
Hands tied mouth taped thrown and locked in a car trunk.
Crash.
I'm momentarily stunned.
Water fills its dark and cold.
I am drowning but i do not care.
Been here already...
sinking..
sinking...
sunk.
Forget everything everything i thought i knew.
Its all fake and so are you.
**** the world
**** the people.
Were so different so far from equal.
Gasp Gasp..
Im out of air.
The Water fills my lungs
Who fckng cares.
Will i be remembered.
Will you ever repeat my name.
Resting
Rotting
Rotted
At the bottom of this lake.
Forget
Forgetting
Forgotten.
No one will ever remember this day.
How it feels to be depressed, metaphorically. Stay positive there's always a solution.

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