Amy Bhasin: His Darkest Knight

Amy Bhasin: His Darkest Knight: He's already lost all hopes. Just sits around and mopes. All he knows is how to cry. His only wish is to die. Teenage years are supposed to...

His Darkest Knight

He's already lost all hopes.

Just sits around and mopes.

All he knows is how to cry.

His only wish is to die.

Teenage years are supposed to fun.

But already, is he completely done.

He doesn't want to live his tragic life.

He wants to pull out his sharp silver knife.

He wonders why he is so depressed.

His life is completely messed.

He knows he is not alone.

But he continues to silently moan.

He's on the brink.

He stops and thinks.

All his caring, loving friends.

He'll leave when he puts it all to an end.

Sits there and cries.

Really wants to die.

He imagines his dreams.

He knows it can be seen.

He thinks about what to do.

Should he slice through?

Cut his blue throbbing veins;

put and end to his pain.

The adrenaline is rushing.

Should he let the blood start gushing?

His throbbing Heart's beating out of his chest.

His thoughts are going completely messed.

Sits in bed and cries for hours.

His heart's gone completely sour.

 He can't escape,

he's full of hate.

Wakes up the next morning.

The rain is pouring.

He survived and hates himself more.

But it's his loving ones he lived for.

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