Broken

I don't want people

To truly know

How depressed

And broken

I really am

That most nights

I go to sleep

Hoping I don't wake up

That most days

I walk around

Wishing I was dead

So I guess this

Is my way

Of saying

I'm not okay

Of saying

I need help

Because in between

Those days and nights

Where I don't want to exist

There is this part of me

Crying out for help

That wants to live

Author's Note

Critiques welcome, Not sure if I should keep The last stanza or take it out.

Reviews

[RH]

The last stanza is good. It reaches out to the reader.

[MM]

the last stanza is indeed the best one. every line feels like it's comsuming you. i like it!

[Kim S.]

Because in between
Those days and nights
Where I don't want to exist
There is this part of me
Crying out for help
That wants to live

This is my favorite part, i know this feeling