We slit our wrists open,
As the blood runs down them we don't know what we're doing.
This is the depression speaking,
All we know is that we need to harm ourselves in order to forget about the people who harmed us.
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The Depressed Life (Book of Poems, Quotes, and Rants)
Ngẫu nhiênThis is the sequel to the book 'Depression Poems and Quotes'! *ONLY READ IF YOU HAVE DEPRESSION, YOU SELF HARM, ARE SUICIDAL, ETC. OR IF YOU'VE HAD EXPERIENCE WITH IT* I wrote all of the poems and rants unless said otherwise! But the quotes are...
Part 234- Quote by rishika9401
We slit our wrists open,
As the blood runs down them we don't know what we're doing.
This is the depression speaking,
All we know is that we need to harm ourselves in order to forget about the people who harmed us.