I hate it.
I hate feeling this way.
I hate it so much.
The need to touch a blade,
Wanting to stop eating completely,
Hearing the voices in my head,
Suicide,
Just depression.
I hate it.
It consumes my every thought.
It takes over in your mind,
And after awhile....
You let it take control..
You can't keep fighting..
But you want to.
I hate it.
I just want to be happy,
I want to be normal.
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Depression, Cutting, And Suicide Poems.
PoésiePoems about depression, cutting, and suicide. I wrote almost all of these. Give me some feedback please.