Why is it so hard to say goodbye <br />but so easy to break down and cry? <br />Is it because we’re weak <br />Or simply because we’re human. <br />Who really knows anymore. <br /> <br />Why is it so easy to cut your wrist <br />but so very hard to admit your at risk <br />of ending it all from the hurt you have <br />you hold it in for so very long then <br />before anyone notices it, your gone. <br /> <br />Why can’t we just say what we are dealing with <br />honestly I think it’s because we are afraid. <br />Afraid of what exactly? Our selfs? <br />Maybe afraid of no one caring <br />or maybe of it getting worse. <br /> <br />Why are we hiding in the dark? <br />In our bed staring at the ceiling. <br />Alone... the feeling of what depression makes us feel. <br />But are we really alone? Is it we just want to be alone? <br />No, it’s because when we try to get help, people are simple minded. <br /> <br />So why are people so simple minded? <br />I’ll tell you why. It’s because they too are afraid. <br />They don’t know what to say, so they try to play it safe. <br />Well that’s not enough to keep me from jumping off the edge. <br />So tell me something to make me move my foot, that dangles over the edge.<br /><br />Tailor Heath<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/slipping-17/
