Dead in his head idk

A boy lost In Depression I guess midnight writing flash they turn out cool but you have no idea how or what you did

Thoughts utterly concealed
A boy who is already dead 
at least he is in his head 
as he looks into his mind 
afraid Of what he'll find 
what he'll find 
in his mind 
all his deep dark secrets 
and plans 
as he shouts at him self 
as he doubts himself everything he does
 something always  wrong 
and all he can do is sit here writing a sad song

Confusion
 bruising
 adding to the pain 
of being hollow 
and empty of thought
 because he has already fought
 and lost and 
sought and lost 
what he found 
trying to make a sound
 in space well that might as well be the case 
cause no one hears him no one is near him 
he's alone

Glassy eyed with pain
always going. Insane 
on the inside
 he confides 
his mental  death 
as his breath escapes 
It collapsing upon itself 
like his spirit and his heart 
that started  to beat to sorrow 
and some how beats for tomorrow
 even though it's been broken into shards 
people discard 
this child as

What else is there to do 
at this point 
this point 
gun point 
when he's already done 
and they've already won
there number one 
He's less than zero 
needing a hero 
to help him from this hell 
like a cell of a cage
 containing rage cause
 He is so numb

Numb and dumb 
barley alive 
managing to strive towards 
hoping the faster he Goes
the faster he ends it
get rid of it what he has got  tie the knot
the noose around his  neck 
to loose just tighten  
it stop fighting it
and give in or 
live in despair 
without a care so hollow 
and cold

So cold like the marble
 so cold and far away
 with a chisel like pain 
it's hard not to go insane 
and remain yourself 
or a hole like the one
 in your soul

Author's Note

Ok first had no idea what to name it second I really like some parts I here and 3rd I don't exactly no what to think I seem really iffy about most of my work eh whatever just tell me what ya think