I snap a hair tie on my wrist
I guess its better than making slits
My skin is red and very raw
So instead I try to draw
It never works
My mind is set
On the one thing that is the start of it all
Depression
It comes in huge waves
I'm drowning inside-struggling to get out of this one
My brain and heart cannot paddle any longer
Finally, I'm washed to shore
I hadn't been able to breath anymore
Just as I think the worst is over-I'm pulled in again
By something bigger-stronger
But this time, I realize, its not bad
Its clear water
Not the dirty gray water I once choked on-because I was all alone
But a bright blue water, with all my friends
That I finally found and will have forever
I take the hair tie off my wrist and put it in my hair-done forever with the slits
Things finally got better
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Poems
FanfictionI am bullied. These poems are to help me vent my emotions. OK? OK. (rated t for some cussing)