It's okay that he had a terrible day today.
It's okay that he is giving up.
He will wake up tomorrow and remain open minded about what the day will bring.
It probably won't be good,
He will mess up
And blame himself.
He will think about dying and suicide.
He will take a pill to calm himself.
He will talk to a therapist.
He will write some poems.
He will make it another day.
It's okay that he is struggling
Because he knows that it can't get worse,
So it will get better.
-by holly boyd
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Words We Cannot Speak
PoetryPoems; Woe and hope, love and despair Poems mend us, they repair. Broken souls mixed with broken minds, Poems teach us what it is to be alive. They offer thoughts to inspire. They give us hope to aspire, They answer unanswerable questions They offer...
