What the depressed do

What the depressed do

A Poem by Souradeep
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Reality you can hide from it but you can't escape it.This deranged thoughts often revolves our mind but we control ourselves because we are "humans".ARE WE?

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DRUG ME,DRUG MY LIFE THE AIR WE BREATHE IN DOESNT SUFFICE, FULL OF HATE, FULL OF LIES.

I FEEL YOU MY LOVE BUT DONT SAY GOODBYE THE DEADBODIES ARE PILING ABOVE AND OVER I AM DRIVING OVER THEM WITH A LANDROVER

PART 1-I LOVE MY WIFE,

CALL ME DARLING WHEN YOU SHOWER, I WILL SEE THE NAKED YOU FULL OF LUST AND LOTUS BLOOMS AAH! THAT IS LOVE I PRESUME

WHO'S THAT GUY YOU ARE TEXTING, MY MONEY I AM WASTING, MY HEART IS GIVING AWAY, BUT I AM LETTING YOU STAY

ONE FINE DAY I'LL BUY A KNIFE AND SOME RAZOR SHARP BLADES BECAUSE I WILL NOT LET YOU SURVIVE NO OTHER MEN NO OTHER LIFE

I WILL KILL YOU ONE THOUSAND WAYS, EAT YOU,DEVOUR YOU AND KISS YOU, I WILL LOVE YOU LIKE I LOVED YOU, BECAUSE THEN YOU WILL BE AN OBEDIENT WIFE,

PART 2-THE BULLY IS BULLIED.

OH! HE'S THAT BULLY I SEE TODAY, THE ONE WITH A SHARP PHYSIQUE, THE ONE THAT GOT MY BONES BROKEN, THE ONE THAT GOT ME LEFT UNSPOKEN,

WHAT I DID TO HIM I USED TO WANDER. BUT NO MORE I WANDER, CAUSE WHAT I WILL DO TO HIM NOW. WILL STRIKE HIM LIKE A THUNDER.

BREAK HIS SPINE, BREAK HIS BONES. BREAK HIS PRIDE, BREAK HIS BONDS. KILL HIS MOTHER, KILL HIS DAUGHTER. KILL HIS WIFE, KILL HIS FATHER. HIS WHOLE LIFE I WILL SLAUGHTER.

TEARS OF PAIN HE WILL SHRED, TEARS OF BLOOD HE WILL BLEED HE WILL UNDERSTAND THE PAIN HE INFLICTED OH! SWEET KARMA IS INFLICTING THE PAIN UPON HIM

PART 3-DO VAMPIRES ENJOY LIFE MORE,

LIFE IS DARK,DARKER THAN BLACK. HUMANS ARE COMPLICATED BUT INTELLIGENCE THEY LACK THEY MADE THIS CRUEL WORLD YET THEY SYMPATHIZE ITS LIKE YOU KILL A HEN BUT THEN YOU SAY YOU ARE KIND,

VAMPIRES DRINK BLOOD THEY KILL HUMANS, I WISH I COULD HAVE BEEN A VAMPIRE, A HUMAN KILLS ANOTHER HUMAN, BY NOT SUCKING. BUT BY DRAINING . BLOOD.

I AM DEPRESSED YES I AM, ALL THESE THOUGHTS ARE GETTING OUT OF MY HAND, I MIGHT SOMEDAY KILL SOMEONE, I MIGHT SOMEDAY BE THAT ONE, WHO IS NOT ONE . OF YOU.

© 2015 Souradeep


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Added on January 28, 2015
Last Updated on January 28, 2015
Tags: Depressed, suicide, suicidal, what the depressed do, life, complication, death, poem, sad