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Suffering with Depression
Got me feeling inadequate
Got a hand on the razor blade trying to
Stop my demons from dragging it
Feel the pressure that’s building
Can’t see when my light is dimming
Can’t get a grip on myself as im losing hope help im slipping
Was I really to be blamed,
If so I’m ashamed
I’m the reason you’re suffering
Yet you’ve left me so drained.
Am I actually innocent
Or is these voices the truth
I can’t seem to escape them
When they’re stuck on a loop
Never understood the shit
That I’ve been put through
Time to trigger that PTSD
Without having a clue
About the Creator
K F
just your friendly neighborhood lesbian with so much words to articulate from the folds of her mind into heart felt stanzas.
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