Dejection

Pain always seemed to take over.

The nights would feel longer and longer,

The overwhelming sadness seemed to bring me lower.

The scary thoughts that weigh me down,

All of the anguish and dejection that I’ve been through.

But when is it enough?

When do you just call it quits?

When do you finally let yourself sink?

Maybe I never really wanted to die.

Maybe I just wanted to be saved.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Azure Montessa (Blue)]

The last two lines are powerful. :)

[Serena Monteleone]

Thank you! Those are my favorite!

[Rosaria_V]

your such a good writer! :D

[Serena Monteleone]

Thank you so much! So are you!

[Rosaria_V]

Aww thanks babe

[anonimouss]

Oh, i cannot say anything wrong about your poems..I love them all, amazing job!

[Serena Monteleone]

Thanks so much hun!