Suicide Disasterpiece Poem by melissa chabot

in the blink of an eye
i again, have become so shy
shut deeply away
im breaking with each passing day.
bad thoughts might go through my mind.
on the inside im dying, but on the outside im kind.
im so locked within myself.
put away on the highest shelf.
forgotten, lonely, and broken.
and not a word spoken.
i close my eyes and see death.
and i try to take it away with meth.
im being stored in places.
with different faces.
you broke my heart.
so now im having trouble to start.
im falling back.
Rest In Peice MAC