Self reflection

Broken and dead lost inside , pain once hidden I can no longer hideÂ
I’ve grown tired of this world empty cold. I’m just begin for the end before  my storey has been truly toldÂ
and so I sit and think . And drift of into trance .
enough is enough I have no fight left, kill myself ? Maybe that’s for the bestÂ
see I always though one day I’d win , wake up and rise above the demons the dwell in the depths withinÂ
I guess it’s nothing but a wish a form of hopeless thinking . I dream I’ll never see reached
so know I’ll just take these pills and slip off into the breachÂ
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Hello, thanks for sharing your poem. I've written a lot about depression.
Favorite line:Â
Broken and dead lost inside , pain once hidden I can no longer hideÂ
To make it read better, I would tighten up the punctuation and capitalization since there are long sentences throughout.Â
There is one misspelling:Â my storey (story) which is an easy fix.Â
Thank you for sharing your poem. Made me think about all the times I had dark thoughts. It took the combination of: diet, exercise, reaching out to loved ones, writing, medication and prayer to over come depression. However, I still become depressed, it's changed from total darkness to a window full of light shining in.Â
Good luck to you.Â
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