I am a teenager in the United States who has been battling depression, ADD, self-harm, and Post Traumatic Stress Disorder since I was ten. It has been about six years and everyday I think about it at least once. I took up poetry as a way to cope and people tell me it is a talent of mine. I haven't posted on here in quite some time, but I am trying to get more stuff up.
You got me addicted now I’m involved in this sickness
I fell for you like everyone else
I kissed you and hugged you like I couldn’t live without it
Then you dropped me to the floor
The Pills are right there
There’s enough to finally make you aware…
Aware of how you hurt me.
Aware of how you ruined my life.
You said you could never leave me but your story changed,
She lifted her eyes to meet the truth when she saw you with me,
My cries are soft and weak with the inevitable fate you seek,
If she ever hurt you I could never forgive myself for your pain,
Little girl just fourteen,
tears are in her eyes.
Little girl all alone,
no one hears her cries.