"Come closer!"
"Don't leave us!"
"We're your friends!" They called over and over.
Looking back once again,
I see my mistakes.
The knives in my closet you see,
They aren't a friend to you or me.
They're here to harm us,
They're here to kill us.
They're here to drive insanity.
There will be no clarity,
Until the knives in my closet
Are gone, you see
YOU ARE READING
Depression and Suicide #Wattys2015
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