alone
abandoned
I’m standing on my own
stranded
on the edge of insanity
watching you absently
please don’t say anything
all my senses are vanishing
when I hit the ground
it will muffle all sounds
my eyes will go blind
and it’s myself I will find
I’ll think about your trust
and say it was too much
I’ll think about your disappointment
and say this day was appointed
by you
by me
by every soul that chose to see
that I can no longer hold on
that I’m not strong
that weakness tears
when it carries weight
too heavy to bear
alone
abandoned
by you
by me
I’m standing on my own
stranded
*Disclaimer: This poem is representative of intense and strong emotions within a depressive episode. It talks about helplessness, lack of hope and toys with the idea of what it would feel like if it were all over. However, I want to emphasize that I’m not suicidal. I do not intend to romanticize, encourage or simplify the issue of suicide.*