Zelfmoord
Alles opgekropt met maar 1 gedacht,
wil nog zoveel bereiken maar heeft geen kracht.
Wou vechten maar had de wapens niet,
terwijl vrienden en familie wegzakken in een immens groot verdriet.
*This poetry is about someone I knew who killed himself. This poetry is in memory of that person.
! If you're struggling, please talk about it. Don't fight alone, there are many people who are ready to fight with u.
YOU ARE READING
Dear diary
PoetryIn this book I'll take you with me through a phase in my life I'll never forget.
