• In this suicidal world of mine,
    i sit legs crossed, staring out
    at the world that rejects me.
    my stare is blank, and
    my mind; empty.
    I hide away from the world
    knowing the world is a dark
    place. The creepy crawlies
    of my dreams become real,
    my face pained by what happens,
    friends and family disappear,
    no one to comfort me from my
    fears, so i just sit and stare
    from a distance with a blank
    stare, my mind empty,
    like a jar full of fears and
    dreams i can not escape.
    My suicidal world has
    just come true.