Popping pills like they're candy. Cutting my skin like it's lace. Falling apart so slowly. Who's the first to win the race?
The darkness closing in. The spiralling out of control. It's all happening so fast that even I've lost the goal.
My heart is none existent. The pain is all that's left. The dreams are frequent and dark. A place I'd love to stay. My brain is helpless with it all, saying there's no point left.
How did I get this dark. What made me so sad? Maybe I'm broken? Maybe I deserve it. Or maybe the world is harsh and I'm too fragile for this life.
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self harm / depression quotes and poems
De Todoa series of quotes, poems, songs on self harm and depression, may be triggering. So I've passed the limit so I'm starting a new one
