Oh, my bittersweet trauma
Will I ever learn to forget?
Of course I wouldn't...
What else could I expect...?
So much torture...
From the inside...
And out...
I'm drowning as my mind...
Is filled with doubts...
They aren't much help...
You hear them right...?
The bad voices...?
Knife in hand...
I think of my choices...
I know this you wouldn't allow...
...but I don't want to feel this right now...
...I'm sorry...
As my mind goes foggy...
Blade to wrist...
The cold steel gives me a kiss...
Tears have been shed...
Blood has been bled...
...after a while I bring myself to quit...
...I'm sorry...
...once again...
...my wrists...
...are slit...
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Poems of Depression
PoetryOkay...The poems written in this story will be about what I'm going through or have gone through while dealing with my disorders. Long-story-short...they will be depressive. *COPYRIGHT NOTICE* All of the poems in this story are written by me and hav...
