Enough

by Chelsea R.   Jun 27, 2004


There's no one here to talk to
There's never anyone here to talk to
No one will ever understand
I'm sorry to everyone that it had to come to this
but I can't take this pain
I can't handle this at all
I'm done dealing with depression
sick of hurting all the time
so screw living a life of sadness
all I want to do is die
I take this into my own hands
and now I get my wish
take the razor blade
making deep cuts
my tears are smearing the blood
and this life I must take
still no one will understand
but at least my soul is free
and this depression is over

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