TheDrowningUser

I am in a garden,    Full of weeds that want my life,        They surround me with talk of depression,            They take my hope and happiness. Choking me with unwanted lies and despair,    Swarming me with their ugliness,        Holding me under long enough,            That I stopped flourishing a long time ago. Sunlight shines from time to time,    Shining on me and trying to make me warm,        But for the most part,            I do not feel the sun anymore. The darkness comes from time to time,    Taking what it needs greedily,        My malnourished body is an indication,            Of what it had done to me over the y

Why do I always hurt I try to be so kind to people But I always hurt everyone Including myself I get strangled up in thorns Prickling my arms and legs Ripping my skin to shreds Why do I hurt so much Asks the little girl Why does this pain hurt so much This depression runs deep Deeper than any well She screams At the world Why me Why me She cries As the darkness envelopes her Sucking air from her lungs Taking the moisture from her body Extinguishing the very life from her body She lies down In defeat Whimpering I can’t help the people that I care about She surrenders her body To the darkness It accepts her offering Ravishing her hungril