Everyday has become a struggle
You ask yourself: why?
The only thing you can come up with
Is that it's because the monsters inside
Believing they are your friends,
Because no one else knows of the pain,
You tell them you wish to be dead
"Go for it!" Is what they say
The monsters seem to win
As you take a knife
And drag it deep across your skin
Releasing pain you've had for awhile
As you take a look in the mirror
The monsters like to see you cry
Because you hate yourself so much
They sing you a lullaby :
Hush little one
It all can end soon
Pick up some pills
And dream of the moon
Soon they will see
The smiles were all just lies
You're someone whose cries
Go unheard, so just close your eyes
And say your goodbyes
Because you will have lost this fight
And be dead at the end of tonight
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Suicide, Depression and Self-harm Quotes
RandomPoems and parts about suicide, self-harm, etc. *trigger warning* Some entries contain material not suited for some viewers, read at your own risk
