Well that makes 150
Now that they're deeper
They bleed a lot more
It was seconds after I did it that blood started running down my wrist and dripping onto the tissue
And it felt so good
It took away the pain
At least for a little while
Maybe someday I'll have the courage to cut even deeper and send everything away for good
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*
