Diary Of The Depressed

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A Tale OF Teen suicide, Oh how we love to talk of it.

Submitted: January 20, 2008

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just got home and ran strait through the door.
dropped my books, they land flat on the floor.
The ragged sleeve on my jacket is soaked.
I'm So tired. got a lump in my throat.
mom yells for me to pick my crap up.
what the hell, of all the times to do this stuff.
I'm pissed off, screw you , i wanna say
i bite my tounge and go on my way.
im sick of this bull, thats all that i know
lifes fucked so i'v decided to go
i sit crouched on my bed. unlacing my shoes
why do i try? im so down and so blue
mascara running, i drop to my bed,
i shut up, bad thoughts dance in my head
wake up, no alarm going off
race to class, my heart not so soft.
life continues as i walk down to lunch.
i take my laces and knot them up in a bunch.
a little later they turn on the light.
the screams sometimes still echo in the night
there i am swinging this way and back
on my chest is a note pinned flat
saying, why am i here when iv failed this whole life test?
this is my story, of the diary of the depressed


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