OneMoreDay

I'm tired,
of feeling down,
being depressed,
hating me life.

I'm sick,
of being sick,
of trying my hardest,
not to conform,
to the bully,
we call society.

So I guess,
I'll just go without eating,
one more day,
and I'll go without drinking,
one more day,
And I will slit my wrist,
one more day,
I'll do my drugs,
one more day,
and I'll cry myself to sleep,
one. . . more. . . day. . .

Reviews

[poetry-kiddo alienbaba]

oh! Sad...
Courtney you have spun a poetic tragedy which made me wince.
Very realistic visuals in your verses.
Good job!