Sadness20
Experienced
- Nov 1, 2021
- 274
My newest poem called:
The answer is no Ì dont want your help.
Because for you, your job is to help, but your help is my restrain, your help pushes me to refrain. "It will get better" they say, but better feels so far away. Everthing bad is so much more near, like the depression, the mood swings the pain and the fear. Dont you understand that I am so tired, as tired as an old woman who has seen too much in life. I'm tired, my brain screams "I cant take it anymore" and i just want to cut the life´s thread with a knife. The hurt is too much, soon my eyes will bleed tears, from the scars in my heart and in my brain the fears. I´m so tired all the way. I´m prepared to go. My mind is set, this time there will be no need for a safety net. It doesnt matter whats on the other side. Nothing can be worse than this place´s blight
Please as always be kind, I wrote this poem wih my hearts blood.
The answer is no Ì dont want your help.
Because for you, your job is to help, but your help is my restrain, your help pushes me to refrain. "It will get better" they say, but better feels so far away. Everthing bad is so much more near, like the depression, the mood swings the pain and the fear. Dont you understand that I am so tired, as tired as an old woman who has seen too much in life. I'm tired, my brain screams "I cant take it anymore" and i just want to cut the life´s thread with a knife. The hurt is too much, soon my eyes will bleed tears, from the scars in my heart and in my brain the fears. I´m so tired all the way. I´m prepared to go. My mind is set, this time there will be no need for a safety net. It doesnt matter whats on the other side. Nothing can be worse than this place´s blight
Please as always be kind, I wrote this poem wih my hearts blood.
