Easing Around My Sadness
I suffer from depression,
I feel like a failed creation,
Blades once at my wrist,
Bleeding down into my fist,
My father forsaken me,
I never understood how this could be,
But I feel like I’m broken,
I leave many words unspoken,
I face eviction for the third time,
This life I live is tragic,
I want all the bad to go away,
Almost like magic,
I don’t want to stay,
But with a single parent,
I might be stuck here,
I get sad when I look into the mirror,
For I see myself frozen,
Because there’s no silver lining,
I wish the sun would start shining,
I still see that my wrists are red,
I used to wish I was dead,
But now I got a dream,
Something to prove,
I’m more than what I seem,
On the outside I look fine,
But on the inside I’m dying,
Please stop crying,
Until the day I die,
I won’t say goodbye.
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