death something
that is so close
but so far away
when I was
little I have
tried killing my
self but I lived
though each
and every
attempt
now 15 year
later all I
can think
about is
when will
death
finally
come for
no matter
how many times
in my life I have
tried
to kill my self
I have lived through
them all
none of them
did work
so I am just
trying to kill
myself and live
in my personal
hell
I am tired
of being suicidal
and going to therapy
so I am going to
try and get better
YOU ARE READING
my life as well as theirs (poems)
PoezjaMy first book of poems they tell you about my life and the life of people around me