in Grief Poems
I lie awake long into the night,
Hoping that maybe you just might
Give me a call to say you're okay
And let me know you made it through the day.
I'm writing this to you,
Telling you we're through.
I can't take you anymore,
Don't know what I liked you for.
I've been cutting since I was in 3rd grade, and it's a very bad addiction for me. I still do it to this day. I stopped for about 6 months, but then I had a relapse; I deal with depression,...