my miind is so fragile, im sitting on the edge, closer and closer to falling off, closer to being dead, inside im afraid its too late, parts of me will never come back, ill never be the same, have i gone so far, but traveled only a step or two, so many questions need to have answers, i have no idea what i should do, will i ever be the same, the same as i used to be, before everything became a game, i guess we'll just wait and see...
Reason for writing:
more suicidal thoughts than i care to deal with what makes them stop?
Birth sign: Aries
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