In too deep -Depression and selfharm

Debbie

I used to carve lines into my skin and watch the blood spill out

I used to cry myself to sleep and wake up more tired than when I went to bed

I used to rock back and forth on the bathroom floor waiting for somebody to notice how long I was in there

I used to take cold showers to remind myself I'm alive

I used to pray to god that he would let me die so I wouldn't have to hurt anymore

Depression is not beautiful