You couldn't give me
the least bit
of comfort for my sorrows.
...
My blood runs cold.
It runs cold inside.
With so many thoughts,
...
That robs you of the will to live
While burying you in the desire to die.
Depression has a way
...
I hurt people.
And I don’t even have to try.
I’ve hurt myself by alienating others.
With a dangerous tongue
...