Darkness…
The only thing I can see as I hear the words **** yourself.”
Frustration…
The only thing I can feel as I take the blade from the workbench.
Tears…
The only thing I can taste. The salt the bitterness of the things they tell me to do.
Manic depression episode…
The thing that I go into when I heard those two words.
Time…
The only thing that is warped but completely on track for me.
Suicide…
The only thought in my head and I never knew what suicide was at the point in life.
Jan 27, 2017
Jan 27, 2017 at 10:32 AM UTC
Darkness…
The only thing I can see as I hear the words **** yourself.”
Frustration…
The only thing I can feel as I take the blade from the workbench.
Tears…
The only thing I can taste. The salt the bitterness of the things they tell me to do.
Manic depression episode…
The thing that I go into when I heard those two words.
Time…
The only thing that is warped but completely on track for me.
Suicide…
The only thought in my head and I never knew what suicide was at the point in life.
Sorry this one is bad. I am not good at writing in the morning
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