Sharp Little Objects

by Bella   Mar 2, 2006


Sharp little objects are my friends,
when I'm in pain they make it end.

They help to release the pain,
so it won't come back again.

But if it does in them I can confide,
when I'm depressed and sad they help me try to commit suicide.

So these sharp little objects are my friends,
even when my life's at an end.

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  • 18 years ago

    by tammie

    Ive just been diagnosed with depression suicidal tendencies and am a self harmer i have not yet been able to find words to describe how i feel about my self harming and that just totally says it all! thankyou

  • 18 years ago

    by jessica

    This is the story of my life my world is dark im so depressesed thank you