Help me I am in hell
I say to myself
Crushing what I have left of sanity
There is no one here except depression
and sorrow for the life you once had
Comes the deep reply
what am I to do now I ask myself
I have yet to have a reply on that one
Yet all the time I hear the faint footsteps of suicide creeping in the dank darkness of my brain...
tiyler durden
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/free-flow-on-how-i-feel/
