Depression Poem by xXsuicideXepidemicXx
Depression
Shes screming but not on the outside
she has friends but they won't matter in the end
hasn't gone to church in months and can't talk on the phone
She cries herself to sleep every night
And screams at herself in the day
Her arms are sore and the cuts won't heal
Only some people know about them
The people who don't just make it worse
So she kills herself without a word.
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