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Hostage

February 19, 2011
By Anonymous

i feel so lonely, so incomplete
weighed down by the heaviest concrete
my heart is broken into a million pieces
what hurts the most is what releases
put down, tied down, dragged to the lowest low
so hopeless, doubting everything i know
facts become questions, feelings don't exist
my worries and fears are relevant on my wrist
eyes cast down, no words to be spoken
body & soul as one, rejected and broken
wondering if and silently asking why
unending sorrow and wishing to die
the blackness clings to everything in sight
depression is keeping me hostage in a starless night



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