we all have someone who's trying to comfort us and keep our head held high.
think of it as their hands keep your head above the water.
then,
they either leave,
or they hurt us,
mentally or physically,
or they do something wrong
to mess us up,
either on accident or purpose.
and it doesn't take long for
their hands to reach down to our
neck and strangle us,
or worse,
they reach to our chest and
pull out our hearts.
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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Depression and Suicide Quotes and Poems, Book 2!
PoesíaBook number one is found on my profile if you'd like to read it before you read this one (highly suggested).
