A depressed poem

[confuzedboy89]

As the noose lays around my neck

I can feel its sweet salvation

And it’s power

To end all my pain

 

And as I stand in the Gallows

On top of that ledge

I could almost jump

And end this piece of s*** life

 

There are days when I wish

I would have jumped

So I could stop hoping

That it would get better

There just false dreams

 

I have had good days

Far spaced and rare

Surrounded by no one

No one understands

 

In a world so cold

And lonely

Will this soul

Ever feel the warmth of love

 

The warmth I long for

Only comes from a single source

It is the only thing

Keeping the noose from

Closing on my throat

[Dako]

Warmth comes from many sources, and you can also spread some around.

[AnotherBrokenDoll]

I love the poem, never long to much for something or you may not recognise it when it turns up. Sometimes the things we are looking for are just around the corner and i mean that. Hope things work out.