Darkness. Is spreadable?

It caught me and sucked me down. 

That one day when she taught me about the little black strip. 

That hid the one relief I thought I had from the word.. 

I hid them the best I could. 

Kept my marks a secret. 

It went well for years. 

No one knew. Expect a few friends I trusted. 

But then it got out.. 

I thought it was over. 

I was gone for good. 

I was going to be sent away.. 

We got me in for help and I met someone that made a huge impact on me. 

She is gone now. 

Had to move somewhere else. 

She was the only one that could pull me out of it. 

Now that she is gone..? 

It tants me. 

Begging me to cut.. 

I did.

A few times afterwards.. 

And did recently. 

But I dont think anyone knew. 

And now..

One of my closest friends to being swallowed.

The one person I never thought would walk that deadly path. 

I thought she was going to be able to make it through life without it. 

I just wanted one of my friends to. 

But now she threatens it. 

I'm trying so hard not to cry. 

Not to fear losing her. 

I couldn't take it if she started self harm.. 

I really hope she doesn't. 

If she does. 

I'm done. 

I wont be able to take it anymore.. 

Reviews

[Miranda Richard]

This is so depressing, sometimes life makes you cry. Sometimes it makes you do worse things, I can relate :(

[Silentnightmare♊]

ashley this is a very saddening poem its hard not to tear up reading it and it becomes apparent that both you and your friend needs a friend desperately