With my head hung low and nowhere to go
I can’t explain this mysterious pain
My heart is pounding, my heart starts to spin
Please go away, I do not want you in.
Finally giving in, suicidal ideation comes in
I’m invisible, useless, I’m laughing, but falling
I’m alive, dead inside, I’m everything I’m not
I’m not everything I am, as how you used to see.
I thought leaving this world would be easy,
but the sixth and last time my neck and rope
didn’t shook hands and didn’t make a blood pact
I realized that my life’s worth living.
Countless therapy sessions and medications passed,
My journey to recovery is not as easy, but
My only thought is to find happiness with no regrets
and to accept myself the way I am.