Depression Takes Over

by Casey   Mar 10, 2006


Armed with a razor
armed with a knife
wanting only
to take his own life.

He pushed to blade
deep down into his wrist
hoping to take away
his life, for he wouldn't be missed.

Thinking of all the hate
About how he only knew pain
he pushed a little harder
and finally hit the vein.

Blood came more profusely
and darkness started to creep in
one more cut-
he'd committed his last sin.

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