I got a gun.
It was loaded with insults.
School placed it in my hand.
Failures and disappointments brought it to my head.
The person I loved
And who had promised me so much,
Held my finger on the trigger.
Sadness moved it downwards.
Depression, anxiety and heartbreak
Pressed it on my throat.
Parents make you go insane, they push you.
Until,
Until I saw that I got a gun.
And I pushed it.
Author: Unknown
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Depression is my Drug
RandomTRIGGER WARNING Collection of depressing short stories and quotes. Some are mine, some aren't. Give credit to the writer if you recognize the owner please. Enjoy TRIGGER WARNING
