Save me from myself
I can't do it anymore
I can't hide the tears
After all the blood
I've cleaned off the floor
for years
No one sees
All the scars I conceal
Or the pain
That I constantly feel
No one notices
That in the summer
I'm always "cold"
And that is a bummer
In reality I'm lying
I hide my cuts underneath the sweaters
They're not to see
What makes me feel better
But in truly I'm hot
Am I okay?
No I am not
YOU ARE READING
Suicide, Depression and Self-harm Quotes
RandomPoems and parts about suicide, self-harm, etc. *trigger warning* Some entries contain material not suited for some viewers, read at your own risk
