the ruin of my soul~ third collection of poetry

13

year 7.
first teens
in middle school
year i first slit my wrist
year i started wearing black
first year living life as a teenager
first year finding out what depression is.
deciding i was completely alone in the world
deciding i didn't want to survive any longer in this life
year i started talking to a cheating future boyfriend.
year before i started to write all my poetry.
year i was all alone in the world.
aged unlucky number 13
the first in teens
best time
of our
life.

said no one ever.