I Want To Give Up
It's the pleasure I feel, not the pain. In the moment when the knife pierces through my skin, and the scarlet red liquid trickles down my wrist; I feel reckless, I feel brave~ These are poems of a girlWho painted pain and depression away. Her one and only wish in life was to,Cut depression instead of depression cutting her. By: Kalypso letsgoback2notcaring…