MORBID TWENTIES

Standing by a window
A young woman is thinking
About the reasons for life
Contemplating suicide is on her mind
What's the sense of going on?
Can never find an answer
To that question
No matter how hard she tries
People call her morbid
But she sees it as an option
Depression increases by day
Loss of youth
Feeling unloved always
Has a family who cares about her
Except she doesn't see that
Only thing that she wants
Is to escape forever
Death is the only way
Sometimes she feels like a corpse
But she's still alive
How else can she stop feeling horrible?
Just don't know anymore.

©1997 Jenica Cabelle. All rights reserved to the author.