No Hope
Closing his eyes to escape the pain
On the edge of darkness entering insane
Nothing really matters as time stands still
The pressure inside him drives him to kill
He kills himself over and over to free
his tortured mind
Only falling deeper into the sickness
He tries to leave behind
Images of suicide are his every thought
Love,kindness and compassion
he was never taught
As the days turn into weeks the months into years
His heart has turned to stone crying no more tears
He looks up to "Heaven" for his last reprieve
Yet looking into darkness he can never leave
He kills himself over and over to free
his tortured mind
Only this time his tattered soul
is left far behind
I had written this back in 2007 when I was suffering from depression.
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