I’d rather write than speak
My pen is always responsive
My ink doesn’t judge my mistakes
My paper doesn’t argue
My lines never cross me
My sentences never disappoint
And my words will never leave me

i am so small
compared to the mountains
i am so little
compared to the sea
i am so tiny
in comparison to the islands
and i am so large
compared to what i thought i would be

I now understand how he feels,
why he acts as he does,
God its an awful feeling, like drowning in the ocean with waves crushing down on you, while you slowly sink, the light fading out, while you sink so helplessly
So you take to the bottle and pills,
to ever so slightly numb the pain,
to not feel for a while, to forget even for just a moment, to be blissful and carefree.
For the moment it wears off you remember the pain and heartache as it wraps around your heart,
You hold back tears fighting to stay in one piece
But everyday, every moment becomes your worst nightmare you step closer and closer to the void, towards self destruction,
While you scream internally for help, "Please someone save me", but alas its too late, and you whisper goodbye cruel world and accept your fate.