Depression And Suicide - Poem by Josh Burnett
The increadible pain that we are by,
Is stronger than any though in the mind.
It is stronger than any beat within the heart,
But it's best at times to try.
Despite the tears that hit the floor as we cry.
Despite the hurt through the lie.
Sometimes it's scary to ask why,
So we let our thoughts pass by,
and no matter how hard we pry,
That hard shell never opens to the might.
Alone we sit during the threatening night.
Knees to ches tight,
And in the time your heart and mind fight,
And when the two fight you want to ake a knife to the life.
So you press down with all the might,
Hoping to see the promising light,
But what you really see is nothing but daylight casting away the night.
As you sit there with your pen and pad,
Your tears dry.
Then you really begin to ask why you sat there and cried.
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