My Book of Poetry

Take my pain away my shiny little friend

Sometimes I feel the urge to run the shiny blade across my wrists, as my veins itch to breathe the outside air

Toxic and poisonous yet satisfying, relieving

The cold metal, meeting the warm, hot sensation of blood as it slowly drips creating a dark red puddle by my feet

I'm not suicidal and frankly I hate the sight of blood, but everyone has times were they act a way they know they shouldn't otherwise

So what sparked these sudden thoughts? First of all, they aren't sudden, they have always been there subconsciously but life is really taking a toll on me

I would never imagine ending my life because I know it would cause a lot of pain to those who care about me, but the thoughts won't leave me alone......

......then there's the scars. The constant reminder of the battle faced, and won because your still here. Trying your hardest to hide them from wandering eyes, fearing the truth will be exposed

"I'm not depressed. I'm just sad." But using words like "I'm fine and I'm okay" to cover up the truth. But I really hoped you would see through the lies, I guess that was too much to ask. I guess my only true friend was the shiny knife I saw everyday sitting on the counter as I tried to distract myself from the thoughts.

Authors Note:
Hey guys, on a serious note, depression is not an easy thing to go through, so please if you find yourself suffering from this, talk to someone. It's going to be hard, but opening to someone might be just what you need. There's no need to suffer alone. Thanks to my best friend, my sister, I learned that the other day and honestly I don't know what I would do without her ♥️. Queen_ryanne03