My Depression Diary

19

BOOM.
there isn't a sound.
but if there was,
it would be a bang.
one wrong movement
and it explodes.
no.
it's worse.
it implodes.
the girl goes into herself
and grabs something sharp.
skin is cut.
tears are staining her face.
the memories have overtaken her.
one thing after another.
and there's nothing you can do to stop it.

-Bomb by me