Leave me for my flesh to rot
My lungs will no longer hold my
Slow panicked breaths ,but be
Exposed and cracked for the
World to judge.
Take my fragile bones and let them be
A lesson on how not to live
Put my empty body on the streets
And feed it to the dogs.
I'm more of use in death
Than I could ever be in life
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In too deep -Depression and selfharm
PoetryA collection of poems and quotes about self harm ,suicide ,anxiety and depression . Number 14 in poetry -Jul 2016 Number 11 In poetry -August 2016
