Depression

Depression lurks in the bodies of everyone but devours the weakest hearts of this world.

Blood could be shed, drugs could be used, or death could claim another victim from this wicked emotion.

And yet here I sit with the blade on the table in front of me as it calls out to me.

I don't know if I can fight these temptations back anymore. Sweet release would only cause temporary relief.

Will these thoughts eventually stop or will they continue to rattle my mind with images of death.

Sooner or later It all has to end..

The Life I refuse To Live

Blood may drip, the sun may shine but darkness is what consumes me on the inside

Everyday its like i'm living in a trance filled with people telling me what to do and who I am

When in reality they've all lost themselves following in the footsteps of the people they hated, instead of their own

People project their own weaknesses and hatred of themselves not realizing that the blood that drips is my own

But at the end of the day they go their own way and leave me speechless because I have no words for their actions

But when I try to be myself and not like everyone else they always give the same reaction

So the reflection I see in the mirror is someone i don't know anymore as I slowly lose myself to their afflictions

I'm bound to die as the person they wanted me to be when I should've turned that mirror inward

Dance In The Vampire Bund Poem

When I was younger I always thought that falling in love would be a happy thing. I honestly believed that the love you feel for one another was all that ever mattered. But as I got older I realize that that's not always the case, even now we are lost in the Twilight wondering if the clarity of the morning would ever come. My innocent childhood but a memory.

Just another suicide

Bloody wrist and a blank expression
All I feel is numb
I lay there shaking as my nerves are shot
Feeling weak I try to clean up the blood
As I lay there motionless my life slowly slips away

Devoured By Darkness

Tired of suffering I feel like I could lose all control. I can feel myself slowly slipping away into this dark abyss of depression. The light at the end of the tunnel slowly fades away as I think to myself "Is this all just a dream or am I finally being consumed by these twisted emotions?"

Lost

Sleep has no meaning to me anymore.
As the time ticks on my mind wanders away from existence.
Where am I?
Total darkness is all I see.
Could this finally be the end of me?
Have I finally been free from the suffering?
I awaken from this paradise back to the living hell we call life.

Darkest Feelings

Furious I reach for my blade
wondering if this Should this be the end
Should I give into the emotional temptation?

I'll either thinking about everything as the mental thoughts flash in my mind.
Is it worth it? Should I just end it all right now?

I tear up as I think of everything I been through, everything I resent doing.
As I press the blade against my skin I wish for release.

How bad I want it
The images of blood fill me with hatred
The hatred I have against myself

I can't do this..
I can't just hurt everyone I love..
I need help.