Judging me will do no good,
it only brings me pain.
What do you think you will achieve,
by tormenting me like it's a game?
Do you enjoy it, I can't see why,
A human being would take pleasure in making someone cry.
Experiencing a pain you couldn't understand,
when I sit soaked in sorrow.
A blade in hand.
YOU ARE READING
The struggle
PoetryThis book will be made up of a collection of my works, written during a period of time in which i suffered extreme depression. These poems will talk about, anorexia, bulimia, self-harm, schizophrenia, anxiety, and a few other things. If you or anyon...
