It was actually really easy
I dragged it over my skin and for a second I thought I hadn't pushed hard enough
But then I saw it
The blood
It oozed up and formed little beads along the line I had drawn with that blade
And then I wanted more
YOU ARE READING
My Depressive Mind
PoetryThis is merely a collection of my thoughts, a glimpse into the insanity that is my mind. Enjoy. *TRIGGER WARNING*
