No more school
No more people
No more her
Everything she had is In a whirl
She doesn't speak
Staying in her room
All night
Crying
Staring at the razor by her side
The only hunk that's always been there
It never leaves her
It's always there
No matter what
The mistakes
It never blamed her
Instead it put her pain in ease
Helped her see the world in a different way
Something you could never do
YOU ARE READING
ғυcĸ тнe ѕyѕтeм ®
PoesíaThe depression is winning and guess what lovely it's going to kill me
