Years of loneliness with no friends anymore.
Life drags on, incesscantly like a devil's roar.
Anti pressants will simply stick the sunshine up my arse.
I just don't think, I was meant to laugh.
Tears swell up like mini lakes. They stream down my
pale face like a raindrop. I struggle to breathe, on my knees I gasp.
Bludgeoned, wounded by my depression. Smited like a curse. Life only
gets worse.
Here today, tomorrow and for all eternity in bitter sorrow.
I am a victim. Just another victim. I am a statistic. Rather puny and pathetic. my body lay slain like neglected puppet on strings. A gun in the hand. Only smokey sings.

The blood from my self harming. Enough to supply the cafe with black pudding. I feel good when i cut myself. I let out my anger and punish my blunders. All alone, grey haired and no family around to support me. No love. i want a great big hug.

Come over to mine for a party, J0hn
I feel your words, ive been there. To an extent, i am there
Youre a great man and id give you a hug anytime
Dont be shattered. Life is so short, its slipping away
Pick yourself up now...hasnt it gone on too long?
I pick myself up...today
Soon well be wrinkled and incapable and will regret hurting ourselves, or not living

Take care:)

P.s-"Neglected puppet" brings cool imagery to mind
Haha, sorry, i know this is about the writing, i just can totally identify with it:)

Im pale and puny too

:)

Come over to mine for a party, J0hn
I feel your words, ive been there. To an extent, i am there
Youre a great man and id give you a hug anytime
Dont be shattered. Life is so short, its slipping away
Pick yourself up now...hasnt it gone on too long?
I pick myself up...today
Soon well be wrinkled and incapable and will regret hurting ourselves, or not living

Take care:) Thanks for the encouragement. i feel slightly better:)

Thanks for the encouragement. i feel slightly better:)No need to thank, it sounds like the world owes you one. And i mean it, and its just truth words
You should list the things to live for and things you want to do before moving on from this place. Ive just done that. And we can cross them off. The little things help i guess
Ultimately well be stronger from all this and maybe even thankful
Well be brilliant
Mostly we already are
Feel free to talk whenever, and hope you feel great soon
:)

the imagery is good in your poem j0hn.

i also recognize the feelings you're expressing only too well.
you do just have to keep plodding along though, and hope the next day is better than the last.

it is hard, and not easy; but for all the rain, the days of clarity will feel like pure bliss itself.

*hugs*

Easy as J0hn, we all need hugging dude.