Suicide is never the answer.
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Stay by my side
Let's take a ride
To where the good times begin
Let's take a walk
Draw a sunset with chalk
So it doesn't happen again
Why don't we chat
While we wear silly hats
This is where "happy" can start
So, stay by my side
And we'll take a ride
To fix your breaking heart
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It's short, but the message rages on.
Suicide isn't an answer. Never.
She didn't cut herself or anything, but instead tried to kill herself from the inside. Nobody even cares, because she doesn't tell them. She just laughs. And smiles. And I see that most of it fake. I can't stand it.
She's my best friend, more than that, and I want to see her happy.
I don't want to hear her say that ever again. I don't want to hear that she tried. I don't want to hear that she's sad that she tried to save herself afterwords. I want to hear four words.
This. Smile. Is. Real.
Tell me it is. Please. I don't need to see it, but I need it spoken in honest truth. I need it. Please.
YOU ARE READING
Poems from the Heart.
Thơ caThe tears have been long gone Since the page was torn apart I don't need the paper now I know my poems by heart The poems are my life for now Now, then, and forever These are the deepest depths of my heart Much heavier than a feather The life of me...
