Wrong Way

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I did it

I cut again

But oh, today

I cut the wrong way

Not across

No, it was the wrong way

I cut in the direction of death

No need to fear though

I didn't cut deep

Not even enough to bleed

But they are still there

Not just one

Little lines of red

Along my veins

Writing out the story of my depression

One shallow cut at a time

Showing my cowardice

My selfishness

It started a while ago

The constant death wishes

Every day I tell myself I'm going to end it all

I talk myself out of it almost all the time

But it gets harder with every passing night

And just now I made a mistake

I cut the wrong way

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