I'm at lunch now
My uterus makes me say ow
I'm sitting by my crush
This feeling gives me a rush
He cares about my well-being
My depression is un-freeing
He helps me feel better
I might write him a letter
I just want to die
This is not a lie
He helps me overcome this feeling
I beg for death while kneeling
I might not make it to adulthood
I might not make it through childhood
I want to overcome this
But at the same time I would rather drink my own piss
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Depressing Poems
PoesiaThis is just a collection of poems written by me. Trigger Warning for the whole entire book. Please be warned.
