WWSWIMFT?S.

What Went So Wrong In My Fairy-Tale? Seriously.

Sadness struck like a match on fire.
It feels like i'm losing all desire.
The will power to live is slowly fading.
All these depressed guys leaving me jaded.

And as the crepuscular time is creeping closer,
It vitiates my body until I surrender.

Drain my happiness 'til i'm dead,
Resorting to pills, until there's peace in my head.
Drown out the screams that I can't bear.
Then choke on my tears, suffocating with no air.

They all are killing me slowly,
Even though most are all so lowly.
But then I look up at all the shining stars,
And can't help but glance at my diaphanous scars.

And as the crepuscular time is creeping closer,
It vitiates my body until I surrender.

Drain my happiness 'til i'm dead,
Resorting to pills, until there's peace in my head.
Drown out the screams that I can't bear.
Then choke on my tears, suffocating with no air.

Oh those pills, those pills; Horrible how they hinder me,
But the quiescence of it all, is all I see.
The curious kitty couldn't help but try it out,
Then found 'curiousity killed the cat' without a doubt.

And as the crepuscular time is creeping closer,
It vitiates my body until I surrender.

Drain my happiness 'til i'm dead,
Resorting to pills, until there's peace in my head.
Drown out the screams that I can't bear.
Then choke on my tears, suffocating with no air

Drain my happiness 'til i'm dead,
Resorting to pills, until there's peace in my head.
Drown out the screams that I can't bear.
Then choke on my tears, suffocating with no air.

(I'm dying, I'm dying)This depression vitiates my body until I surrendered.
(Please save me, Please save me)My eternal sleep finally rendered.

Author's Note

Just something I felt a while back.

Reviews

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This is a very beautiful poem. It is dark but the way you were able to express yourself and chanel that pain...your emotions on paper was very commendable. The third stanza sort of disturbed me becaue suicide is never a way out but I do see that you have a desire to live because you have channeled it into something positive. I know all to well about depresion and how it chokes us so badly that we can barely beath. But there is always something better in the distance for us we just have to be patient. I feel like if you put a bit of positivity in this piece it would be very inspirational. However, I know thta this is just art. The sign of being a true writer is lying or makingn up stories...for that I think that this is a very clever and good write. Remember, no SUICIDE! Life is a gift...cherish it. Find ways to make the best out of it. You are a talented writer use that as an outlet.