When I'm in the middle of a depressive episode, it feels like the world is ending. The world is ending, no one else is noticing, and I'm the only one who can stop it. But the problem is that I have absolutely no idea how to save the world, and because no one else can see how it's ending, no one else knows how to save it either.
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2/12/2023
YOU ARE READING
The Knife
PoetryShort story poem thing, lol. Idk, 330 words. Literally. I checked. So just read it. If you don't like it... you wasted like 2 minutes. I did mention stabbing someone, so like... If you're into that it's there... *** Okay, so cuz I made this last yea...
