Depression?
Pills?
Big?
Small?
Too many?
Depression?
Yelling?
Cursing?
Hitting?
Crying?
Depression?
Bulling?
Cyber bulling?
Facebook?
Twitter?
Someone haunting you?
Feeling the walls closing in on you, until you hyperventilate?
Depression?
Hot tears?
Isolated in the bathroom or bedroom?
Blade?
Gliding down your skin?
Depression?
Blood.
That's one way it 'helps'.
At least you believe so.
One way it ends, too.
Drip, drip, kersplat!
On the floor.
A mixture of blood and tears.
Or maybe punching a bag.
Or person.
Until your knuckles are bloody.
Usually the only way it ends.....
is suicide.
Of course it doesn't always end that way.
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Poems And Ranting...sorta
RandomAbout me and just random things....so yeah. It has poems and.....pretty much it. I am open for ideas, though. Please never be afraid to comment.
