They tell me no
Threatening my whole life to be destroyed
if I pick up the blade
I cannot help but go back to the place I cannot go.
But The numbness in my head is unbearable.
So I pick it up
Giving me something to feel
Other than the endless dreadful depression
They say its just a phase
Being a teenager
But its only one feeling
Feeling inefficacious *inefficacious meaning useless*
Like there is no purpose in this life of mine
That the only path I take
Is to the blade.
Into the darkest part of my mind
There's no way of escape for me.
Thank you for reading. hope you enjoy. :)