Struggling With Depression Poem by Destany Rocha

Do you ever get the feeling that you always wanted to end your life?
do you have a feeling on grabbing a knife?
My life is just between wanting to be alone but not wanting to be lonely
If you noticed the scars on my arms don't bother standing at my grave and cry
If you look closely you can see that I am a person who is broken and damaged
sometimes when I'm alone I cry because my heart is torn
This pain inside where no one can see it's killing me
This torture I hide is tearing me apart
These thoughts I have are haunting me so deep inside it hurts
My greatest regrets are repeating over and over feeling so empty and cold like a puddle of my own blood flowing down to a river
I always wondered will I ever be missed
I thought I was going to get better but then I realized I'm just getting worse
You were the only one helping me from destroying myself
Nothing hurts more than being disappointed by the one who hurt you
if I had the chance to kill myself without hurting the people I love I'd do it without thinking in a heartbeat
and it still hurts to be around sharp objects because at any point of time I can give up and tear my skin apart
but the truth is you could still slit my throat and with my last breath I would say I'm sorry I'm going to alone in my own little world
because you know depression always wins when you feel like you have nothing left inside

#fuckdepression