Suicide
The thought that always runs through my mind
Never leaves, it's always there
That little voice is always saying "Just kill yourself, no one will care."
I can't take it any more, I just want to die
No one would care if I died, I was a mistake anyway
Suicide
It seems like it's the only answer to my problem
I'm told my suicidal thoughts are just a phase
Bullshit, I've been wanting to die since I was eight
Suicide is the only answer for me
Jump out the window
Sallow the pills
Hang in the closet
No one will care
YOU ARE READING
Last Breath
PoesíaThese are just some poems I've made over the past 3-4 years, I'm still working on more
