I always thought I would say goodbye
send a series of letters to everyone I know
explaining why
Why I hurt
why it didn't get better
why I had to let go and stop fighting
But now I'm not so sure
now, when I think of it
it's immediate
Pills being thrown down my throat
in a hurry
as I try to drown the emptiness
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Trauma Bonding
PoetrySometimes we all just need a safe place to share our stories TW: Talk of self-harm, suicide, and sexual assault
