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Depression/sadness It happens when
you're all alone....
No one answering your calls
No one answering your texts
No one there for you...
That's when you look over,
and you see your blade.
That faithful friend...
That friend who's always there
when no one else is around.
That friend that
can bring you comfort,
bring you freedom,
make you....
alive.
You don't dare
tell others that
this is how you feel...
That, even though it's wrong,
you actually....
enjoy the blade.
You keep that inside,
it's your little secret.
You slowly reach out,
knowing you shouldn't
but you're done resisting,
and ready for that comfort.
So that's when you
go ahead,
you hold it in your hand,
feeling the familiarity of it.
You place it to your skin,
you press it down,
you pull on it,
you drag it across your skin.
You give in and let it win.
You cut.....
You give in.
