.End It All.

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It didn't take him a minute,

to give up his life,

it didn't take us a minute 

to identify his bloody body.


He had pressure issues we heard

but his smiles were the glimpses,

He was a nobody with a lot of friends

but his mind was a mess with a hurricane within.


Often we sit back and talk

how we miss the person who was always shy

bittersweet at first then rather not

he just always had his ways to not show it all.


It took him hard days to give up

to throw away the future he could have worked hard to build,

but now the milk was spoilt 

and the vessel was found broken.


They think I don't think of it all

the pain, the horror, and the astound,

just a fall it took

and it all became chaos.


I look at his photo with a broken smile

fingers grazing past his plastered fake smile,

They said he was the coward

but for me, he was the bravest.


They think I relate and look up to him 

but just who would understand,

the familiarity when the demons are the same in different people?


He is the bravest of us all

to end everything and give up to the pain,

to leave the world before it broke him again

to know the sequel and yet overlook the people who look up to him and look for him.


And often I look past my window in thought,

when will I have the power like him to just end it all?

.21/3/2022.

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