My Depression and Suicide poems

17.)

I used to be okay,
Just stitches
And patches
But ever since that day,
It's been cuts
And bruises

I'm not okay today,
I've got knives
And matches
They say I'll be okay,
But they don't
Know who loses

I'm gonna try to update at least once a day but I might not be able to so I'll just try to update at least 4 times a week. Hopefully more. And the drawings are mine I will say if otherwise. The normal pictures are ones I found on the Internet