Depression

As I look out my window
All I see is black
How is this so
If it is day
I have no feeling
Tears mix with blood
Upon my wrist
I don’t want to move
I don’t speak
I don’t think of suicide
I am depressed
I am broken
I wish you could see my tears
And lay a kiss upon my cheek
Help me heal
But no one can help me
Its over
Not my life
My soul
Which is worst
No more
Cheeky smiles
Joyful laughs
Lovely kisses