Depression Ruined Me
as a little girl I was happy
so careless and free
then depression came and ruined me
I can't hide any longer
I want to go back
to the times where I could be
be myself, so careless and free
I then found a razor and made my first cut
it wasn't deep but I could not stop
the days are now longer
and my nights, I can't sleep
when oh when will somebody rescue me
I picked up the blade and made a few slits
I watched the blood drip as my life fell to bits
could you imagine a world so dark and cruel
one where happiness is a crime and death can rule
soon I will go
scars and all
I'll be happy for once
I'm just waiting for the call
Copyright © Daisy Tyrrell | Year Posted 2017
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