3 a.m.
That's when i fight my demons
The demons that try to hurt me
I cut to release me demons
But they, they want to stay
Not because they love me,
Not because they care;
It's because they want to kill me,
But who can blame them at 3 a.m.
3 a.m. is when I side with my demons;
I know their names,
And their want;
I also know we want the same thing,
That's for me to be 6 feet under the ground
Stay strong
Wrist are for bracelets, not for cutting ~Kellin Quinn
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self harm and depression
PoetryThis book is things I wrote. Most are about self harm depression and suicide but some aren't.