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"Negative thoughts like sharks craving blood"
Summer is the time when the sun is hot enough to slightly burn your skin,
I wear longlseeves and the sweat burns the scars hidden within.
I'm fighting a loosing battle,
If only depression had a warning sighn the a snake with a rattle.
I try to be strong stand my ground,
but I can't seem to put the blades down.
For months I'd take a bath and see the razor on the edge of the tub In it's own space,
My mind would fill with dark images but I'd ignore them and leave it in its place.
One day every thing became and ocean and the negative thoughts were like sharks,
With desperate thirst for blood and ready to leave their marks.
I wear longlseeves and the sweat burns the scars hidden within.
I'm fighting a loosing battle,
If only depression had a warning sighn the a snake with a rattle.
I try to be strong stand my ground,
but I can't seem to put the blades down.
For months I'd take a bath and see the razor on the edge of the tub In it's own space,
My mind would fill with dark images but I'd ignore them and leave it in its place.
One day every thing became and ocean and the negative thoughts were like sharks,
With desperate thirst for blood and ready to leave their marks.
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