There's this
black emptiness
growing inside me
filling my very existence
with this utter darkness
preventing me from feeling anything
I'm numb to the world
constantly on the verge of tears
not knowing how to explain
how broken I am
I look in the mirror
a shell of a person
stares back at me
their eyes pits of darkness
my wrists are thick with lines
slicing them open
is the only way I feel anything
the only way to feel
any shred of life
when I think of my future
it's dark
like it is now
why do I ever bother
staying alive?

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It's a more of a depressing poem, but actually very real for some people, and isn't to be taken lightly.