Quotes and Poems On Depression and SelfHarm

The Old You

I remember the way your voice was kind, soft and sweet

Now it's cold, blank, and bleak.

I remember your smile, it was beautiful, and bright.

Now it's fake, and never meets your eyes.

I remember our talks, you were happy, and would laugh.

Now you just sit there, I wish I had the old you back.

The one who said she loved me for no reason at all.

The one that was there anytime i'd call.

The one who had no problem texting me first.

Not the one who leaves for hours, like your distance doesn't hurt.

I dont know what i've done, I don't know what to do,

All I know is i'll wait, because I mean it when I say,

"I Love You".

- Mine