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Apr 2018
I drift away....
I try to pray...
I take my knife and say I'm okay...
But I'm not...
Im in pain...
But its hard to say...
The fact that I go insane...
I hear voices...
They are yelling at me...
I see a demon...
Staring over me...
He drags me down...
Hurts me more...
Makes me cry...
Makes me mad...
Stabs my side...
Chest...
Arm...
Leg...
Sides...
Gives me scars...
Gives me wounds that will not heal...
Makes me bleed...
Makes me give...
Makes me fall...
The voices tell me to go...
Go...
Go...
All I have to do...
Is just say no...
But I don't...
I just look down and cry..
I just give up...
I just give up and...
Die...
This is a depressing poem I wrote a while back like 2 to 3 years ago...
Written by
Zachary Beerbower  17/M/Fort Scott,KS
(17/M/Fort Scott,KS)   
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