Depression
He sat numb to himself,
His world crashing ,
He sits lost ,
Wondering,
Wat did i do so wrong.
Everyone walked away,
Nobody cared,
He thinks he is better off dead.
Friendships come in different shades,
The real friends are the ones who came,
They said they stay and stayed ,
They didnt give up on him ,
They didnt walk away.
He looks in mirror and speaks,
He wonders whats wrong with him,
Why does everybody just leave,
His tears flows a bloody red,
He giving up on himself,
He will soon be dead.
His mind giving him advice,
His voice quickly faded,
He is giving up on life,
He looks for hope,
No one is there,
He says to himself ,
Nobody really ever cared,
Where are his friends,
They turned there backs on him,
Even though he was always there,
They listened to others,
Left him when he needed them the most.
His soul is about to leave,
His tears still flowing,
Why did they leave,
What he did so wrong,
He gazes in space,
Its too late to care now ,
Its to late he is gone.
©nirmal
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