Poems from beyond the grave...

You're not alone.

The boy who sat up, just looked at the girls form.
She was pale with scars on her wrists and he smiled sadly,
He began to try and try
For years and years he cried.
With each tear, he tried to die, but failed each time,
The pain he felt,
is not true wealth.
For years and years to come he had always felt alone.
This time he tried a gun.
He remembered the girl and the tears overflowed and at this time he died.
He cried and looked around only to find nothingness.
A soft voice and a hug made his heart rejoice, he had found his love.
The morbid couple from suicide.

//My point is that darkness is something that can be fought and won. Don't give up my lovelies. ;)