Depression Poem by danielle wiltshire
Depression
'' The pain grew and grew and i began to experiance suicidle thoughts. I realized that life for me was at a desperate imasse.I thought of the garage as a place where i might sit in a car and inhale carbon mon-oxide. I'd look at the rafters in the attick and think of them as places where i might hang myself. I looked at sharp objects as being implements for my wrist.''
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