She felt as if she were drowning in a sea of despair while sitting on the bathroom floor and carving lines into her arms, she thought, “Why doesn’t anyone care anymore?”
She sat with her back propped against the wall and willed for someone to call, anyone, anyone who might care about her dark fate and save her from herself, before it’s too late.
A cold chill grew from within her soul her blood was pouring in crimson streams, mixing with her tears, no one was home to hear her screams.
Her world became to grow dim, the sight of her bloody body would be grim. She felt her muscles relax she shut her eyes, and gave into the impending darkness.
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Depressing Poems
PoesieTHESE AREN'T MINE. These are just some poems that I really had a connection to. These peoms go to there rightful owners.
