One Can Only Ask Why

Sharp tears flow down my face
Eye-to-eye I stand with death
Disfigured by his gruesome breath

My life a puppet to depression
Trying to escape the over shadow of pain
Suffocated by confusion
A victim to my own thoughts

Shiny metal into my skin
Bleed away the pain within
Show me a cliff
And I’ll try to fly

I’m tired of fighting
The invincible
So depression I say to you this

You win
But before I die
One can only ask why?

poem by Jess Cadman
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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