Me: " X?"
Myself: " Yes?"
I: " Quit lying to yourself."
Myself: " What?"
Me: "You know what we mean. You know exactly what we mean. Stop trying to act like you're happy when your not. Face reality."
Myself: " But-"
I: " I'm done with you! "
Me: " Don't leave! You're all I have!"
" Me " is left all alone... Not even her conscience loves her anymore...
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Dear Suicide...
Poetry(#12 in Poetry- 3/5/17 |14 in Poetry- 2/28/17 |23 in Poetry- 11/18/16) Have you ever considered picking up a pen and writing to the one you fear most? Well, that's what I've done. When I write to my fears, It's oddly satisfying, because I know that...
