Words.

Goodbye

I have tried to end my life before.

Living life like I was staring at a closed door.

I would not move forward.

Because I was afraid to lose more.

Staring at that closed door.

I let my body bleed.

I let my depression feed off of my soul as my body gave away to scars and soon enough I was seeing stars while others were living large.

But then I remembered.

The world wasn't gonna stop for me.

So maybe now isn't the time to let my depression feed.

I saw my life go by.

I watched my life over and over through the eyes of someone I despise.

Myself.

I watched the child which I have come to know as me carry a doll to her mommy.

I watched myself as tears filled my eyes and hope healed the lies.

That laid claim to my body and chained my mind.

I am okay now.

So right at this moment.

I'll be saying goodbye.