One of my poems

I tend to write poetry about my mental health issues and feelings at the time of the poem. If y'all like this one, I'll share more in the future.

I wrote this while in crisis last night.

I’m too close to saying goodbye for the last time
It’s gotten so bad that I can’t just say “I’m fine”
The pain inside has increased ten fold
It won’t last forever, or so I’m told.

It’s killing me feeling everything and nothing at all
When I really want to do nothing but fall
Fall away from the pieces, the anger, and the pain
Away from the looks, the judgement, and the blame.

I never seen this coming or I would’ve been able to stop
But that isn’t written in this story’s plot
So, here I go, another day full feeling worthless,
Feeling like nothing can save me, that’s it’s not worth this.

Thoughts of ending it keep crossing my mind
They are hard to catch, to stop, or even to bind
I know they’ll be better without me here
No longer the blame, no longer the fear.

Out of sight, out of mind seems better than this
When I leave, I’ll give them real bliss
I’m way too close to saying Goodbye for the last time
Because it’s gotten so bad that I can’t just say I’m fine
Anymore.