lost in the darkness

in my mind i see my body hanging limp from the tree

I'm breathing through corrupted lungs

And the words are ringing in my head

from the day you broke my chest

I can't forget it

though I've tried

I know you'll regret it

once I've died

I'm sorry if I lied

and told you I would stay alive

I'm sorry.

I should go now, quietly

for my bones have found a place to lie down and sleep

I sometimes wish I stayed inside my mother

Never to come out 

I'm sorry if I disappointed you, my friend

Please don't attend my funeral

I didn't intend

To be so brutal.

Author's Note

BEFORE YOU COMMENT PLEASE READ THIS..



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I am now in recovery, and doing better.
I don't mean this to be a cry for attention.. Just wanted to say that a lot of people are struggling with depression, and there may be someone you know who currently is.

If there is anyone you know who seems like they need a friend, please talk to them.
It may save their life.

Reviews

[Xander West]

I for one think it brave to post the note. I must admit it is hard to review a piece knowing the source such as this, kinda hard to critique such emotion, much less such a challenging situation. None the less, I have always preferred the raw emotions and applaud you bravery it must take to open up about your past.