Scared of all the voices in her head,
Frightened of all the thoughts,
She cut her hand with a knife.
Living the last moment of her life
She remembered all her pain,
With depression eating her alive day by day.
She was away from the people,
Once meant the world to her.
When once she used to smile,
Was now feeling insane.
Every smile she remembered,
That faded away with time
Had no value, was now just a quest.
She slowly closed her eyes in vain.
How easily people gave up on her,
Were now despair.
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PoesieI keep myself in her position... I realize the same could happen to me one day....
