I was falling, falling closer,
closer to eternal slumber,
but you caught me.
You stopped me
from hitting the ground.
You stopped me from
laying six feet under.
You stopped me from
finally being free.
You ask me why
with tears in your eyes,
holding me close.
Why would you try
to kill yourself?
You told me do
what ever that would
make me happy,
so I did.
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Sad poems by a sad girl
PoesiaThese are all poems and small short stories written by me. The quality gets better towards the end:) ( all images are not mine and I got them off google) ........................................................................ The deep sadness that...
