Trigger warning: This is a poem about depression and having suicidal thoughts. Please be advised.
Demons whisper no more
The whole sky’s clear
All of these will happen
when I leave here
There’s nothing to cry for
There’s no more fear
All these are possible
when I leave here
What’s waiting after death?
It is unclear
Perhaps I will find out
when I leave here
Here come my second thoughts
I shed a tear
Maybe I should stop me
from leaving here
Heartbreaks that will not heal
beyond a year
That is what will happen
when I leave here
My story’s not over
My time’s not near
I must keep on going
and not leave here
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Header image: GoranH of Pixabay. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2024.
The Diary of The Deranged Writer 