*TRIGGER WARNING*

I awaken in a pool of sadness

Like a suicidal moth to a flame,

I am bad at feeling, I need practice,

Because my mind tells me that I'm to blame,

No one believes I will escape myself,

These shadows of hatred speak to me so,

I wish I could tell people how I felt,

When people ask me "Are you really fine?"

That's when I begin to think to myself,

I wish I could just disappear now,

Leave my mind, friends, family, and this town,

Praying at night, to god, to let me drown

While everyone I know is sound asleep,

I pray for the happiness I seek,