Dared Depressed Poem by Katerina Val

My instant cry to save the day
My tears are shy
To the body I kill I lend my cry
The sun darkened above my head as I throw your hand away
and as I lend my heart, inside I dry
the weird echoes I forget
I shall know the day became the night

But I still crave the catchless light
Why do I try to grab the screaming of the fight?
Why to be so thirsty to defeat the height?
I'll touch the unreachable goodbye
the fear of height
but still I stand to the edge
and wish to die

I pray to die

Saving me is not a choice, try in the endless dark
Saving me was never a choice, try my heart
touch in warm hands my inside cut
and press my blood
regret, then stop
my wounds, my cuts, the shy, the dark
accept my opponents
as I lay weakened under the frozen sun
in my vindictive luck
inside my cutting heart

I am a cutter and still a fighter
I have my mind darkened and still remain a lighter
I have my soul destroyed
It's the censure in your eye I need to avoid
in our minds hatred
I circulate
I keep the pace among our veins
I'll hold your heart, you'll hold my feint
together, we can justify and swell the pain

Amplify
the pain.

So keep it up, our cries are not our shame
Insane who calls our fear the latest blame
So circulate against it
they won't stop
as I throw the blade away
take the knife
and end the shame
I shall take this knife
and end the day