I'm sorry father
Please forgive me
For what I did above my knees
The cold blade touched my skin
Leaving red long scratches
I don't know what happened
I just couldn't take the sadness
So I tried to drown it out with pain
(ja.rs)
YOU ARE READING
Alone
PoetryPoetry is one way I cope with depression. I just want to warn you they can get pretty dark. I hope you enjoy. Book One of Depression Poetry Series
