Praying To Curl Up & Die Poem by Liz Munro
Praying To Curl Up & Die
Drowning in a tidal sea
Encased in black darkness
Praying to just curl up and die
Ripping scared wrists with a knife
Engulfing sadness numbing the mind
Slowly slipping away
Sliding deeper into the Black Dogs mouth
Intruding eyes that don't understand
Opening veins and waiting for death to claim
No longer happy and wanting to live life.
DEPRESSION
27/02/06
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4/25/2024 12:07:57 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Very good poem but sad. I rate this a 10.