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I wrote this while I was on a train. It was the day before my eighteenth birthday and I was (and still am)suffering with depression. This is one of my ways of explaining it to people who don't understand.


Submitted:Nov 16, 2011    Reads: 27    Comments: 6    Likes: 3   


How did it happen

When did it start

I'm shrouded by darkness

I've been torn apart

The pain is too much

It can't be ignored

I'm trapped in isolation

Someone please jump aboard

My one way train to hell

I'm stuck in thorns

Pins and knives

A hungry forest

Taking lives

I've no defence

I'm wrapped in chains

Cutting through me

Leaving stains

I'm on my way to Hell

Am I ever coming back

My way is blocked

By dispair and pain

Theres a solid wall

I'm no longer sane

Reach for the stars

Reach for the knives

Stare at the veins

Think of my life

My one way train to Hell





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