Depression


Sharp clean razor
The blood is falling
The tears are gone
So is her pain
The bath is filled
But not all the way
She lays lifeless
With just a note
In her hands
Mother of three
With one 6 feet under
She reads her note
As she cry's
I wish it would stop
The bullying it killed me

P.S I don't have depression and I don't have suicidal
thoughts at all thought you should know
I am healthy and very happy

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