They're in my head,
They control me.
I can't put them to bed,
Cant you see?
I'm slowly dying,
I've finished trying.
My wrists are sore,
I cant do this anymore.
I will make them stop,
But there's only one way.
I'm writing the note,
It means I can't stay.
A/N: Comment if you think I should post more? I don't know if I should delete this or not... Thank you for reading xx
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Depressing Poems
PoetryA few depressing poems written by @nahhnahhnahh Δ...TRIGGER WARNING...Δ RAZORS ARE RED Razors are red, Violins are playing. You're at my funeral, On your knees praying. You hope its not real, That its all pretend. The heartache you feel, One day...
