Slept at mornings
Woke up at noons
I'm trying my best
To cover up my wounds

My bruises grew big
Ran out of bandages
Let the pain subside
As I rot inside

Wouldn't blame them for not knowing
I had, and did nothing
There's no cure
All I have to do—
Is suffer the rest days
And endure

Lonely how the mind forgets
The happy memories
And how it left
The rage, vivid

Just a ghost that whispers
Were all the past happiness
Fading away
But I won't stop
Something that I can't make—
To stay

I won't cry
Tears were always futile
I would just lay and think
That all of it disappears
In just a blink
That I shouldn't grasp,
Or I'll hurt my hands
Let Joy go away
If that what she wants

I once loved to write
Now, I'm missing all the words
With a haywired mind
Less passionate soul
I've been staring for too long—
I can't feel anything
I can't write anything

Even the only thing that kept me alive
Will leave me, sooner

Nothing's wrong
But nothing's right
I am trying to save myself
My pills betray me

Not quite sure
If I want to live
Or I want to leave

—maybe I just need to take my pills.

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