1,2,3,4,
The times I don't want to live anymore,
23,24,25,26,
Go the red lines across my wrists,
"4,3,2,1"
I whisper to the shaky gun.
-K.W.B.
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Depression Poems
PoetryThese are all my original poems and pictures. If you use them, please make sure to note that I was the one who wrote it instead of stealing it. They do have a trigger warning and thank you for reading.
A life of numbers
1,2,3,4,
The times I don't want to live anymore,
23,24,25,26,
Go the red lines across my wrists,
"4,3,2,1"
I whisper to the shaky gun.
-K.W.B.
