depression’s not a rash
and suicide’s not a cover
you can try to cut it out
the blade hits your skin
like a one-car crash
but there’s nothing to find
just flesh and more flesh
accomplishing only a
greater loss of self
how much blood has to drain
for a weakness to panic
and finally ask for help
how close to nothing
have you come
go ahead
cut again
but ask us to be with you
so we can be there when you
open up
and we’ll finally have
a way in
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