Kelsey Joe

Depression hurts
inside and out.

On the inside your heart tears
And it starts to bleed,
You feel the pain
And you have the need.

Outside you drag the knife
Accross bare flesh,
You feel the relief
But the scars are sketched.

Back inside you cry
Because the marks will remain,
But you're also calm now
and feel no pain.

Depression hurts
No matter what
Depression follows
Even after the cuts.

Depression may go,
but the memories will stay forever.