How could a person once so lovely turn into such a numb chaos? With twisted thoughts and silent goodbyes, that was once laughter and future plans. When a world once felt so warm and wonderful, turned cold and lifeless in an instant. It's popping pills to numb the pain, It's cutting wrists with plastic knives. How could a person once so lovely be gone?

Depression doesn't care who you are.

⇢ Authors Note ⇠

If you struggle with either self harm or depression please dm me. They are always open.  Sorry for the sad poem!