Depressed Souls.

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Sensitive content. Not written about me but about other people who suffers from extreme self harm.

Tears streamed down my cheeks
Like a waterfall I’ve never seen
Looked in to my mirror
Always feeling inferior
Not knowing what to do
I take the blade and redo
Every single scar that healed
Picked my lips till the skin peeled
Going down my memory lane
Like a never stopping plane
Cruising down my childhood
Till I felt the world shrink
And I made myself into a cocoon
I see nothing, feel nothing
But just blood on my white bathroom sink
And my brown hairy skin....

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