Depression Takes Over by Stephanie

I feel like a piece of trash,
Something that has been passed around.
I want to jump off a building,
And crash into the ground.

My heart is so broken,
I don't know what to do.
Please don't forget,
I will always love you.

I can't go on,
Living this life.
I have no choice,
But to pick up the knife.

I know this will cause,
Some people pain.
But I feel so empty,
I think I'm insane.

I love you so much,
And that's no lie.
But I give up,
And I want to die.

You deserve so much better,
You desrve so much more.
I pick up the gun,
And fall to the floor.

I quess this where,
Everything has to end.
You were a great guy,
And a good friend.

lulu (209.248.38.35) -- Wednesday, June 4 2003, 01:52 am

goooooddddd
i love this poem alot!!!!!!!! its great it helps me feel better!!!!!

Christopher (69.43.5.5) -- Thursday, July 10 2003, 06:55 pm

none
nice poem very intense and emotional I also write poems of the same kind as you. I feel like they are going nowhere I would like to do something with them get them published or something thanks
Christopher

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