She stayed at the corner
Looking at the ground
A knife in her hands
Blood on her wrists
Her head filled up with devil's whispers
With his friend, the monster from her bed
She cried for help but
They called her
An attention seeker
And a drama queen
And all she did was
To add more scars
They never knew the truth
And they never will know
Because that girl
Is gone.
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A/N:
I'm sorry if some of you doesn't like depression poems but I just think people should realise those teenagers have serious problems. I know they shouldn't suicide but we should at least guide them. Tell them what's right instead of calling them names. Probably this poem is not helping but it is true. And just so you know, I know exactly how it feels. All the love.
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