I don't see my grown.
I have no desire to be known.
I'll take this knife to my wrist.
I'm so tired of trying to resist.
Blood dripping on the floor.
I'll always want more.
I don't know how to stop.
Don't call the cops.
I'll die right on this floor.
There's nothing to say anymore.

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Mental Health Poems
PoetryThis is a collection of poems by authors that wrote about mental health, mental health, and any suggestions made by you guys.