I did it
I cut deeper
There was blood running down my arm and dripping onto a tissue
I just had to take the blade and slice it across my arm with one quick motion
And there it was
The blood
Now there are 120
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*
