Tw: self harm, low mood, suicide
It crept up on me
Quietly, but quickly
Of course I heard creaks
But I thought nothing of it
The floors have always been that way
But suddenly I was engulfed in it
I saw the signs
I should have known it was back
Depression is sneaky that way
One day you're getting better
The next you're bleeding from the wrists
Rereading the suicide note you just wrote
If I'm not careful that will soon be me
Push it away
Ignore the signs
Don't turn around
Keep it at bay
But I guess that's how it happened to her
That's how it happened to him
Maybe it'll happen to me
If it does I guess I'd be okay with that
Things might be better that way after all
And if its all just dark then
That okay too
At least it isn't here.
But for now I'll close my eyes
Pretend it doesn't exist
Even as it creeps up
I don't look
-Z