all I see is lights
I really didn't want to fight
this is shitty its my birthdays night
why is there so many lights?
this time I thought I could take flight
my life is out of sight
but then I open my eyes
it's still the same night
with the exact same knife
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Poems for depression
PoetryI have a background history of self harm, when I was going through this I kept a notebook and filled it up with pages and pages of how I was feeling, I still write in it because depression wont end in a matter of days. I want to share this for peop...
