I think I've changed
I think I've past my old life
Finally threw away the knife
No more wanting to cut my vein
No more pain
I'm filled with joy
I found that happy little boy
I forgot this part of me
I'm finally set free
Oh
Wait
That was just a dream
I woke up just to scream
It felt so real
Felt like life was a big deal
Guess if was my fault
Thinking I could be a happy boy
Thinking life is something I can enjoy
I guess I'll just go get my knife
And return to my old crappy life
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Poems...
PoetryPoems about depression and suicide. Poems about my feelings. I add new chapters almost daily. These poems are created by me.
