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Lonely hovers in a crowded place
Bringing tears to my frowning face;

Devoid of all sense of serenity,
Defeated by sorrow surging within me;

Clad in a cloak of depression,
Sad from being soaked in its oppression;

My mirror arouses strong self-loathe
Causing me to be more suicide prone;

Fear engulfs all my sanity
Silencing happiness in its touch of vanity;

Experiencing pain I’ve never felt,
“Nobody knows how I really hate myself…”

Wallowing in heartbreaking sorrow,
Cold, hoping not to see tomorrow…