Intrusive Thoughts

All problems go in one Rest days are gone They said there was a good reason Why should my life keep going on? The opposite of good is bad Suffering is the only reason I had What am I living for? Why am I still alive in this world? My parents don’t know The suicidal thoughts I didn’t show My plans for today were canceled Because of these problems that I concealed, It was the afternoon Should I burn my room? Should I not eat anymore? Should I sleep forevermore? I’m tired; just kill me already Why do you have to torture me slowly? Don’t lie Yes, I know that I deserve to die Wear black Take my life; it’s all yours. I don’t want to come back Play my favorite song I wanted this to happen for so long Don’t breathe Invisible, hopeless words that hit Lying in my bed I am hoping I am dead   © Domar Esmabe