She is the eighth

In my mind; 10

1st depression poem

If you were to live in my mind, I would never know if you'd survive.
For in my mind, only dark and malicious thoughts thrive.
Such strange and dangerous cravings at night.
I don't know if I could win the fight.

Old scars, new scars. I hope that you will not see,
Somebody please. At least help save me...
My smile, my laugh and my happy personality
The dark thoughts, the hurt of faking it, it is what I want to flee

Please stop, my body and mind is sore
I just can't take it anymore.
The dangerous cravings and all the sleepless nights.
Even up till' now, me and my mind still fights.

If your a person who experiences this.
Who experiences to feel so much pain.
I know what you feel
The feeling in trying to stay sane

The pain slowly eating you inside,
Why can't the feeling just subside?
Because when the time will come the you'll live in my mind
I don't want you to die. So let me be kind.