I pick myself up
Wondering, "Why did I do this?"I've never hurt like this
I sob some more
Knowing it'll be worse in the morning
I'm sorry I did this
I really tried not to
But the voices took over
I'm sorry I did this
It just happened
I couldn't stop it
I stood up
I could feel the
Blood dripping
Running down my leg
I try to stop it
But it's too late
I'm sorry
I'm not really sorry though
And I know that sounds cruel
But I'm the one who
Helped myself
Not anybody else
So why don't you all just fuck off,
And stop trying to help
I can do this by myself
YOU ARE READING
Idfkam (i dont fucking know anymore)
PoetryJust me making myself depressed now not as depressing anymore somehow