•No reason to die, But none left to live
She died for a change, nothing else to give
She never felt important, She always felt the same
She thought to herself "No one would even remember my name"
She put the gun to her head
With a pull of the trigger, she was found dead.
She didn't even want this at all
But how could you blame her when everytime she tried to stand, she would just fall.
She never did anything wrong
If you would've seen her, you would've said that she was really strong
Past those barriers, she's fighting
Depression and pain always attacking
Like all dreams, her dreams have been shattered
For the happiness she seeked, by everyone it had been battered
She lays down now peacefully dreaming
About the world she had been looking forward on leaving
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Poems at 3am
PoetryBasically poems that I have made, bored and inspired, at night. Mostly about love, misunderstandings or self-harming. P.S I do not, in any way, support self-harming. I just choose to write about them to let you guys into the world of reality and sh...
