Yesterday I really wanted to die
Now I understand why so many get high
They get to forget-
I still haven't found a way to do so yet
I have found a way to not let my tears escape
By taking a blade to my skin,
It allows me to keep my mind off emotional pain
And focus on my physical pain

Depression is like a disease
but we hide it oh so cleverly that no one sees

I tried to tell my father
But it ended up being the day I lost all respect for him
He told me it was a phase
He said I'm overreacting
But I never told him that I tried to take my own life-
Sometime's I wonder if it would even matter if I had been successful